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Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

She listened as the boy stammered, trying to come up with an answer, as if thinking she had seen nothing. She stared him down for a bit more, pulling the hamper over.Put them in the hamper..She demanded with a stern voice, eyes watching him closely. Despite her anger, it was hard to deny her body reacted to such a lewd sight, a young teen blowing his massive load into a nice pair of sexy lingerie. But with a breath she pushed it aside, looking at him.MY underwear is not meant to be used like that....
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Nodding, Dash disappeared for a few seconds while he retrieved the panties and put them in the hamper, before returning to his mother. I um... s-sorry. I was um... w-walking past your room and uh.. s-saw them.. he stuttered, looking down at the ground. He still had a post-orgasm boner, causing a tent in his pants. And I couldn't stop m-myself. He finished, staying silent as he expected to be slapped over the head or punished in some way.
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Helen looked at him as he instantly vanished and returned, the woman not even having a oment to think, to decide on what to do with him. But she couldn't exactly do much, he was a teenager afterall and was getting to that stage. So when he stammered once more, expecting punishment she sighed, shaking her head a bit.Just don't do that again..that's why there's toilet paper..She mumbled to him as she moved around in the room. Letting him do as he wanted, Helen bent down, her shapely rear squeezed tightly against the fabric of her nay blue leggings, enjoying the way they felt, not realizing that as she bent down it gave Dash a good look at her crotch, her nether regions pushing against the fabric, clearly showing she wore no panties underneath. When the woman rose with a handful of dirty clothes, her breats bounced in her tight red tube top, her tits ready to burst from them
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Dash stared at his mother as she bent down to grab more clothes, finding himself very hungry as he saw her pussy pressed against the tight fabric of her clothing. He suddenly thought of diving face-first between her ass cheeks, eating her out. She may try and push away at first, but surely she'd like it? But she stood up straight before he thought of whether he should or not, her shapely tits drawing his attention next. A-And mum... you make it so difficult to.. like... not think of you in certain ways. Dash found himself speaking up, his eyes still drawn to her breasts. The tight clothing just... He trailed off, licking his lips a little as even more thoughts entered his mind.
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

She didn't see him looking at her as she picked up the clothes, turning and looking at the boy as he stared at her tits, clearly lost in the sight of her figure. But Helen ignored it still, up until he spoke up, pointing out it was her fault for his actions given how she dressed. But even still she narrowed her eyes.And you shouldn't be looking at me like that let alone think like that..She pointed out. Surely he was kidding? surely no teenager was interested in some old wash up woman like her? superhero or not. You should know better than to look at your mother that way...
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Stepping a little closer though, the height difference was clear. His eyes were level with her swaying breasts, so he had to look up at her as she told him off for looking at her in this way. But mum! You look so good in the tight clothing.. He protested, his hands shyly going to her hips, touching them lightly. Every part of you is on show, and I just can't look away. You're not built like girls my age... Dash explained. You're just so... hot. He said, not having the best vocabulary to explain what he was thinking and feeling, but it was clear how attracted he was to her.
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

She was taken back a bit by his sudden praise, clearly interested in her looks, not seeming to cre about what she had said. She swallowed hard as he spoke, praising her more, comparing her to the girls his age. Apparently he wanted someone like her, but that was wrong, an impossible thing.Will it help if I help you a bit when you need it? so long as you listen to me when I tell you something and not use your super so much...?
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

His eyes widened at the offer, nodding immediately. He had no clue what she had in mind for 'helping him out', but Dash got an erection just imagining the possibilities. O-Of course! No powers and I'll do what you ask. Dash repeated, nodding quickly yet again. His eyes travelled along her body, biting his lip as he imagined what it looked like naked. There really wasn't much left to the imagination, but his imagination was still quite strong. So uh.. how do we start?
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Seeing the way he reacted she knew she would regret this but if it meant getting him to listen and calm down in some way than she would do it. Afterall it was only to help him, teach him to control himself and more. She herself was unsure how to start, especially given his massive load he was still rock hard, all at the thought of enjoying her.w-Well..I'm honestly not sure..I'm sure you would have an idea..jerking off on the floor can't be that comfortable... She pointed out with a soft giggle. She if this was gonna happen she decided they might as well do it right and show him how a woman tends to such things.Lets go to my room then sweetheart..Show you the proper way to take care of yourself..She offered with a smile, setting the clothes in the hamper, leading Dash to her room., letting him watch her swaying hips from behind
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Taking a deep breath, Dash nodded, following his mother. He had no clue if this was really happening, or perhaps some weird prank she was playing on him, but he would be happy to find out either way. Staring at her amazing butt the entire time, Dash almost tripped a few times, but soon enough, they were in Helen's bedroom. He nervously sat on the edge of her bed, unsure what she had planned for him.
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Once they were inside she shut the door and closed the blinds, leaving the room a bit dark, save for the dim light he turned on at the head of the bed. She looked at him with a smile, taking in a breath before standing in front of Dash, looking him over for a moment.Now get out of those clothes and lay on the bed.She commanded, taking in a breath as she began to do the same. She had seen what he could give and did not want her clothes drenched. So one by one she shed her clothes into a pile on the floor, leaving her now nude, her large breasts hanging a bit low, he nipples soon hardening from the cool air around them. With her legs closed he could surely only just make out a small line of her pussy and the small nub of her clit, of her shaven crotch. Slowly Helen sat down beside him.If we are gonna do this we will do it right..
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Nodding once again, as he had trouble forming sentences, Dash got out of his clothes and laid on the bed, taking a mere three seconds to do so, thanks to his powers. This allowed him to get the full show, and despite the darkness, he could see how attractive the older woman's body was. Finally, she laid beside him, and they got to appreciate each other's bodies. Dash's body was rather small, his penis matching the same description. His testicles hung rather low for a boy his age, and were quite large. A thick bush of blonde pubes circled his cock, having never shaved it since birth. His eyes were glued to her breasts once again, and he only faintly heard his mother say something about doing it right, before he dove in, face in her chest as he kissed and sucked at the skin. He was fast, but not using his powers, exploring each tit and the crevice in between. Before she had even the faintest idea of stopping him, he would have planted three hickeys on her breasts, and sucked one nipple stiff.
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Sh gave his cock a glance and regardles of his age he was still a decent size and the sight of his sack was definitely a surprise to her, more so with the fact she was actually doing this with her son, and she was married. But this was for him, to help him out. She blushed deeply once she came to terms with what was going on, realizing it was too late, that and he seemed to react positively to this, so it was for the best right? But when Dash dove face first into her breasts, Helen moaned softly, blushng all the more as she felt his lips kissing and suckling every bi of her busty chest. A shiver ran through her each time she felt him suckling, leaving marks from where he attacked. After letting him enjoy it for a moment, she pushed him back a bit, forcing him to lay down.Relax sweetie..She assured him. Once she had him down, she took one hand and gently curled her fingers around his length. and began o slowly jerk his cock.
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Breathing out softly, Dash closed his eyes and enjoyed his mother's soft touch on his erection. Whereas Dash used speed and force to jerk himself off, Helen's touch was much more slow and gentle, which felt amazing. His breathing was slow, trying to calm himself a little before finally opening his eyes, watching Helen's body as she touched him. You're good at that. He mumbled
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

She smiled a bit as Dash spoke, the woman shaking her head some as she took in a breath.Well you're able to enjoy yourself more when you take your time. Not just with this..She assured him as she gripped him tighter, letting him feel the full pressure of her hand on his cock as she stroked him. Helen was amazed at his stamina, being able to use his powers most of the day, jerk off and still be able to function and be this aroused. More so with the image of herelf, something she was finding hard to resist liking, especially with her husband, the father of her children lacking in giving her attention and more.Feels good doesn't it honey..?
Thread: A Dash Of Family Fun (RoleplayMaster x FutaFantatic)

Nodding, Dash's eyes were closed once again, enjoying every little movement. His breathing quickened as he felt himself get closer and closer, until he finally reached his release. This second load did not shoot too much, but the quantity of it did drench Helen's hand with her son's semen. Wow. He panted, looking down at the mess he had made of his mother's hand. I can't wait until that happens again. He said excitedly, with a unique type of boyish innocence.
Thread: Lance & Dragons [Rave X Ironic]

Prince Jarvan IV is the latest addition from a lineage of kings. Strong and powerful, he's favored to lead Demacia in the next era. Raised to be the paragon of Demacia's greatest virtues. On the battlefield, he inspires his troops with his fearsome courage and selfless determination, revealing his true strength as a leader of men. -- Or such is what is said about the prince that would become King. Contemplative thoughts invaded the prince's mind as his horse's hooves lead many thundering behind it across the outer forests of Demacia. Stress was building upon his shoulder. High expectations were dangerous if met, or failed. A nation's hope rested on his abilities and his skills to lead, and yet if he did so, he knew that Demacia would not last. The failings of his father would come to haunt the son. Their armies, long renowned for being strong and near invincible, have been scattered as of late. More champions keep getting lost, whether it be to the Rift, or to their own enemies. Demacia was walking a thin line with ever thinning armies, and the thought of his future rule plagued the Prince. Though the Demacian ruler is chosen by a high council from a selection of worthy candidates, the last three kings were descendants of the same line. As King Jarvan III's only child, he was groomed since birth to continue that tradition. His family's intentions were reflected in all aspects of his life, from his courtly duties to his name. Educated by the finest historical scholars and tutored in the ways of ruling a kingdom, Jarvan IV also studied the techniques of war. Eventually, he was placed by his father as General of his armies to lead them through combat, and fight after fight-- an Army he'd now lost. Looking around him, he was alone. The forest circled him and his men were out patrolling. He'd only taken a handful, each enough of a warrior to deal with the threat that sent them out here in the first place-- a woman. A purple skinned woman, that terrorized the settlements near by. She'd not attacked-- she'd not stolen, but roars through the night frightened the children and left the villagers uneasy. As such, the prince and a handful of men were deployed to figure out what was going on. His thought process was interrupted suddenly, however, when a rustling behind a nearby tree caught his attention. Quickly, he dismounted his horse and hoisted his lance high and forward, pointing it in the direction of the noise. Like any smart general when they hear a weird noise out in the forest when they're all alone, he started walking right towards it. Back up was for pussies anyway.
Thread: Lance & Dragons [Rave X Ironic]

A half-breed born from the union between dragon and human, Shyvana searched all her life for belonging. Persecution forged her into a brutal warrior, and those who dare stand against Shyvana face the fiery beast lurking just beneath her skin. Dragonkind considered Shyvana's impure blood an abomination, and she spent her youth pursued relentlessly by one cruel drake . Constantly on the run, she and her father , an outcast dragon, never knew a lasting home. A brutal reflection of countless battles, Shyvana grew hateful and savage. She often took on her drake form, an icy and cold-hearted creature that knew nothing but hate, the only love being shown by her father. After years of strife, her father finally fell to the other dragon. He had fought hard to ensure protection for Shyvana, gravely wounding his foe just before he fell to take his last breath. The girl was overwhelmed with devastation as the drake took off, fleeing north to recuperate from his damages. She was left to mourn her loss in the cold snowy mountains, her heart enclosed in ice lastingly. Furious with grief, Shyvana pursued her fathers murderer, promising to cease his life as he did to her own blood. Her nights were spent crying, screaming at the world for its hatred as she trekked the nights alone and exhausted. Days had passed, her eyes incased in dark circles from sleep deprivation. Without her fathers leadership, she understood just how much she depended on him. The dense torrent of snow covered the trail of the fled drake, making the objective much harsher to accomplish. Religiously she paced through the forest-ridden terrain to stay close to his trail, failing in the end after all. Feeling defeated, she headed towards the outskirts of the forest, close by the trail as she laid in the snowy pile. The downfall of the cloud-like powder dispersed against her body, her head entombing inside of her arms as she noiselessly wept. Hooves clicked and clanked on the gravel underneath them, stirring the miserable woman to sit upwards and peer against the spaces within the bushes in front of her. Intently she watched the group of armed men marched upwards, dispersing outwards until only one was left on the trail. Ridden with fear she quickly stood up, snagging a twig in the process to rattle the bush enough to bring attention. The elegant-looking man dismounted with little concern for what caused the disorder. Shyvana stood still, understanding that if she ran off it would cause more chaos then what was to be intended. Taking in a sharp breath of icy air she protruded from the confines of the forest and hoisted out before the man had a chance to approach her directly. Why are you walking around in my territory?! She spat at him as her blue sequined eyes fizzled, judging him as those hues scavenged his form from afar. It would be best if you left these terrains. You are in no position to be out here in these harsh weathers. A low growl resonated from her throat, the puff of water vapor forming around her flared nostrils and mouth as she spoke.
Thread: Lance & Dragons [Rave X Ironic]

The source of the rattling finally bore fruit. His eyes were already deadlocked on the spot the noise came from, and the tip of his lance was ready to be thrust forward at whatever beast or contraption slid out of the other end. Yet an icy grip witheld his hand, as if the weather had descended to keep his arm where it was. He was prevented from lunging forward and spearing the cause of his troubles, yet a moment's glance determined that the weather was not the cause. Only this creature that resembled the very snow falling atop their heads. She was...different. A Half-Breed from first inspection. She yelled out to him, and the growl in her voice confirmed the presence of something else within her. Dots started to connect. The sighting of dragons-- the sighting of a woman, with colored skin and features resembling those of the very winged beasts that soared the sky. She was it. She was what he was searching for, and yet it was very different from what he expected. I do not need a halfling lecturing me on where I should or shouldn't be within my own lands. I don't know who you are, but this is not your territory. This is my father's. And my father's father. You are in the Kingdom of Demacia-- my Kingdom, and you will explain yourself and why you continue to terrorize and burn and villages in your path. He stepped forward again then, confidently. Perhaps, in a bit of an over-estimation of his own powers and under-estimation of her own. Though still. He knew, that her kind were not easy targets. Though he was not viewing her as one to begin with. No cruel beast nor animal would warn its hunter about the harsh conditions. No monster, would give advice about avoiding cold weather. It prompted him to take a calming breath. His hands rose to remove a mask, one that covered his lips and jaw to keep him breathing warm air. When his face would be revealed from beneath his crown, bright eyes would look in the direction of her own. Handsome features defined a chiseled face. A golden crown atop his head cemented his status as royalty. The man was built, and strong-- yet he did not seem aggressive. Only defensive. If one thing was clear, though, was that he mistook the destruction of the very dragon she hunted, for damage she herself caused, and he could not be blamed for his confusion. And tell me-- He'd add at the last moment. Who are you.
Thread: Lance & Dragons [Rave X Ironic]

Clenching her teeth together she locked the space between them, her eyes penetrating his irises. Are you presuming a Halfling as a disgrace? With your tone, it sure sounded like it. Though she were an ice dragon her body felt as hot as the fire he had implied she used to burn his villages. And next in line is your accusations. Do I LOOK as if I can spew fiery flames in my wake?! She snarled before quickly digging her heel into the ground, pivoting around to face the woodlands so she wouldnt lose her displeasure entirely on this imbecile. Her ear twitched as she heard the rattling of his mask, whirling her head over her shoulder to peer into his face for the first time. Shyvana was uncaring to the element of his royalty, not changing or persuading her demeanor towards him. Why do you bother to ask who I am? I am only but a halfling in your spectrum. Whats the difference to it if a name is slapped on? Exactly. Her form swiveled back to face him. If were going to play a game of questions, how about you tell me why youre here? No one has ever chartered these lands as long as Ive lived, and now you miraculously appear to claim it. Presumptuously her arms crossed over her torso, accentuating her annoyance with his inquires.
Thread: Lance & Dragons [Rave X Ironic]

Suddenly, he was on the other end of a verbal tirade berating him on what he thought of her kind. No, it went further. She was questioning whether or not he was intelligent, since he thought she set fire to the villages in question. Boy, could she get on ones nerves quickly. When she finally gave him a chance to answer for himself, he closed the distance entirely between them with affirmative steps forward. Listen here, you-- I'm not presuming anything. I'm following my orders. They tell me all shit hit the fan in the outskirts of Demacia so I come check it out. Low and behold, a half-dragon is running around. Is it not natural to think you're the cause? Hell, I'd say I'm pretty patient and tame giving you a chance to explain yourself before I just lanced you and got on with my day. A huff left his nose then, before he eyed her up and down for a moment. Hm. Scaly, but attractive. Looked powerful, if nothing else. So to answer you-- I ask who you are because believe it or not, you're in Demacia. That's a human kingdom. If we don't come out here too often it's because it's as cold as a frozen hell and barely anyone lives here, but it's still Demacia. I happen to be it's prince. You can call me Jarvan. See what I did there? I introduced myself like a proper individual when I meet someone I don't recognize. Especially, if that person is half fucking dragon. So, if you're telling me you didn't fuck my kingdom up, why the heck are you here, and I ask again, who the heck are you. His finger was pointed up and at her, and there was a bit of a bite to his tone. It's not like she was the only one who could throw around some sass when needed. Either way, he didn't sense actual hostility from her, so maybe she could actually fill him in.
Thread: Lance & Dragons [Rave X Ironic]

Shyvana stopped in her tracks as Jarvan suggested a ridiculous idea, but it did grasp onto her attention. A human? Defeating a dragon that killed another dragon? Lightly she giggled at his proposal, shaking her head at his irrationality. Obviously, you understand the extent of their chaotic destruction, what makes you think that you can go through with killing it? She asked before placing a hand on her hip, eyeing him and waiting for a reply. It was hard enough to get to where I am right now. The snow erased any signs of him. His damaged were deep and would take long to heal and a month has passed. He should be getting back up on his feet to cause further destruction. She would warn him, her hues glancing up at the sky as if waiting for the drake to fly over them. Sighing, she got to the gooey topic. Your apology is appreciated but do not think that its smooth sailing just because you said sorry. Eyeing him she couldnt help but notice his build, never seeing anything quite like it before, then again, she never really encountered humans much. He did seem sincere, but she had just met him. If he were to hold true to his words she would learn more about him.