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Thread: She's my prey(Dampylle and I)

The sun was up and that meant they did not have to worry about Drake getting in the way. The two thugs were again on the path knowing that Lucia would come this way on her way to work and so they lay in wait though this time they were doubly prepared. One of them had a rag soaked in chloroform and the other had a hood and a potion whipped up by their mistress to render her eager and horny should things not go as they planned. They acted with practiced precision just as Lucia reached the deepest part of that trail, one dashed up behind her and grabbed her placing the rag over her mouth and nose to let the chloroform do its work even as the second dashed in to place a hood halfway over her head to mask her eyes. They waited for her to fall unconscious and then removed the rag and let the hood fall to obscure her face fully. Between the two of them they easily carried her off the path and through the woods to a small van where they secured her in the back and then drove off at a leisurely pace to avoid attracting attention. They drove to a lavish mansion and passed several security points involving armed guards as well as automated systems before they finally entered the mansion proper. They carried the young beauty into a lavish bedroom to meet their mistress once she woke. Lilith was already lounging on the bed and was to say the least a vision of eroticism. Her legs were long, toned, and shapely leading up to lushly curving hips that promised a perfect heart shaped ass. Her midriff was toned with just a hint of muscle and her bust was to say the least jaw dropping. She sported a pair of huge firm breasts the size of soccer balls with hard nipples proudly on display and seeming to glisten as if she was actually giving milk. Her face was an utter vision of seduction and lust with full pouty lips and crimson eyes that spoke of untold pleasures, high cheekbones and as could now be seen as she licked her lips a long, thick, and nimble tongue. Her hair was black as night and from that lustrous main poked two small horns near her forehead. More shocking than any of that though was that jutting from her crotch above a very wet and enticing pussy was a twelve inch cock as big around as a soda can that seemed to pulse and throb with raw untamed lust. The room was filled with her musky and enticing scent, modern man called it pheromones but lilith did not care... her scent would drive both men and women to distraction and she love it. The thugs removed the bag from Lucia's head and then layed her there on their mistresses bed, Lilith for her part reached out with one hand and traced her long nails teasingly across the young woman's thigh through her clothes with a predatory glint to her gaze.
Thread: She's my prey(Dampylle and I)

Lucia was so distracted she hadn't heard the men coming up from behind her. She couldn't believe they were back again. What did they want from her? She tried to struggle, but one of them slapped a cloth on her face and whatever it was it smelt funny. After a few seconds, her vision became blurry and she passed out. In her dreams, Drake had saved her again, only this time he had told her to forget about work. He invited her back to his place, and insisted that she wasn't safe unless he was around. They kissed once more, and he gave her the pleasure he had given her last night. Only this time, he touched in between her legs while she was climaxing, and it drove her absolutely crazy. By the time they had delivered her, she was broken out in sweat, and her pussy was already wet. She even moaned a few times. However, the chloroform had worn off now, and when she felt the demoness caress her inner thigh, she moaned Draco's name, and her eyes fluttered open. Had he saved her? She realized that was not the case, because when she turned her head, she saw the demoness looking at her. At first she looked amazing to Lucia. She embodied everything Lucia wanted to be, after all. But then she saw certain features. Her horns, but more importantly her cock. Her eyes went wide and she looked away. She had to be imagining things. W-what's going on?
Thread: She's my prey(Dampylle and I)

Lilith spoke in a rich husky voice that could only be described as a sensual purr as she reached down and tilted Lucia's face back up to look at her. She smiled and licked her lips hungrily watching the lithe young woman squirm and could smell her arousal already. She had heard the little lady call out Drake's name but expected he had likely fed from her last night, she could use that to her advantage though and with surprisingly powerful arms she drew Lucia closer to her as she spoke, Mmm you have been brought here to meet me my beautiful little thing, and maybe to be offered something I am sure you have dreamed of. Lilith knew her scent would work its magic on the young woman but she wanted more, she wanted to make the little woman beg for her just to spite Drake and so she let her demonic aura wash over Lucia as well arching her back with a throaty purr so that she was thrusting those mammoth breasts towards the young woman, her hard nipples glistening with her demonic milk. Her hand slipped between Lucia's thighs to caress and stroke with skill that could only be called masterfull as she all but moaned her next words, Would you like to have tits like these my sweet, hips and an ass that just beg to be fucked? I can give them to you after all, though be warned the change often leaves such beautiful women as you unbearably horny and wanting this slab of meat I am sporting. Lilith gave a throaty chuckle and reached down to stroke her massive hard on then leaned forward and pressed her huge tits to Lucia's face brushed a hard nipple across the young woman's lips, Do you want a taste of what it would be like little one?
Thread: She's my prey(Dampylle and I)

There was some smell in the air. It wasn't exactly bad, but it did smell musky. It made Lucia break out into sweat, and then she realized that she was just as wet as she was last night. She didn't know why. Then again, she was a little bi curious. She had always wondered what girls with big breasts look like naked, and now she couldn't pull her eyes away from this...whatever she was. Even without the horns she was strange, because she had a penis right above her manhood. She had never heard of anyone like that before. As soon as she thought that, her eyes went down and she glanced at it once more, then she looked away. Then she felt the demoness pull her towards her breasts, and her eyes darted from them to her face, and back to her breasts. She listened to what she had to say, and her eyes widened. Was this some kind of trick? How could she make her more curvy? Breast implants? No, that wouldn't explain the hips too. What do you mean..? She asked, trying to keep her voice firm. Did she want to do it even if it was possible? She had finally gotten a man to pay attention to her and she was perfect to him. So would she risk losing him to make herself feel good?
Thread: She's my prey(Dampylle and I)

Lilith smirked and brought a hadn up to tweak her nipple with a throaty moan and then gave it a tug as a sparkling droplet of milk formed on the tip. This was always one of her favorite parts of the seduction... feeding her prey her milk and watching them change into busty and curvy nymphos. She felt her cock throb in anticipation at the thought of this sweet shy waif changing like that. She Gently guided Lucia's lips towards her swollen and glistening nipple and then brushed it across her lips coating Lucia's lips in her rich milk and moaning her pleasure as she continued to stroke her massive cock. Lilith was a creature driven by her urges and right now she wanted to turn this sweet little thing into a cock hungry slut for her pleasure. She purred huskily into Lucia's ear and let her tongue flick out to teasingly lick at the sensitive spot behind the young woman's ear, Oh just have a taste my sweet and I am sure you will figure it out. Lilith was enjoying playing with her prey for the time being, it was true she could just use her aura or demonic magics to make Lucia submit to her urges but that simply was not as much fun as tempting her and then watching her suckle from her massive tits, it also was far more pleasurable to have the young woman suck her tits anyway. The teasing was driving Lilith mad with lust and her pussy positively dripped as the room filled with her musky pheromone latent scent.
Thread: She's my prey(Dampylle and I)

When Lucia watched the milk drip down from her nipple, she got an urge to taste it. Before she could satisfy that urge, however, the demoness coated her lips with it, and she licked them. In that very instant, she became addicted. She had never tasted anything so good in her entire life, and it made her tingly all over. Between her legs, her breasts, her neck. Her lips wrapped around the womans nipple and she began to suckle on it hard. She wondered how milk could be so sweet and thick. Maybe because it was breast milk? As she sucked, the tingling grew more intense, specifically in her breasts and lower body. She would have looked down to see what was happening, but she was too busy trying to get more of that addictive drug that was leaking out of the womans tits. She heard a tearing noise, and it was her clothes. First her shirt was the first one to go and then her skirt. Her breasts were now DDs, but still firm and they didn't sag. She couldn't pull away to look at herself though. She just kept sucking. Her pussy was soaking wet and throbbing. She wanted something to to touch it so bad.
Thread: Snowed In (Kolath x MissingX)

Alica pushed the door open the to small cabin that she and he sister had rented for some time alone. They had worked hard even though their parents had done everything to stop them, and they both had gotten scholarships and were making their way through college. Neither of them had wanted to go back home during their time off and so decided to rent a place out in the mountains just to be together. It was the middle of august and the season had been rather warm so there was little chance of a snow storm. Alica was looking forward to some time walking in the forest and just sitting by the fire with her beloved sister. Alica was a tall copper red head with bright green eyes. She was wearing jeans and a tank top because it was such a nice and warm temperature right now. Even though there was little chance of snow she had bought enough canned food to see them through awhile. Going to the kitchen she set the bags down and started unloading waiting for her sister to arrive. There had always been something more between them to Alica, she just never knew how to say anything to her sister about it.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

The idea of being a doctor on the newest ship, the Fortuna, was one that Fiona Yvette Crusher loved. A part of her however was nervous. Very nervous. She was smiling even so as she headed to the teleport unit, relaxing as she was beamed aboard. She arrived dressed in her neat new uniform, she looked prepared and ready, sure of herself. Long auburn hair fell in a neat ponytail, her brown eyes clouded by worry even as she smiled and fought to hide it. Many people considered her to be very talented and she was indeed a gifted doctor but she was also terrified of messing up. Wesley had been teasing her relentlessly for years now and she knew he expected her to fail. He was now a leiutenant on a new ship himself, having surpassed cadet and ensign quickly. Now she fought to remember what her mother was always saying. Never let things get you down when you can fix them. The words were easy to remember and she smiled as she greeted her captain warmly. It was later when she was alone that she allowed herself to worry properly. Long hair loose now, her slim frame shaking as she sat there. Something told her she was doing something right coming here but she felt like something was wrong.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Counselor's log, stardate eight six two four four point nine four. Counselor Kestra Riker on duty. Kestra leaned back in her chair, running one hand down over her face. She had her mother's striking features, with huge dark eyes and masses of dark, flowing hair, tempered by her father's narrow jawline and high cheekbones. The result was slightly elfin, and very attractive. The tight, flowing 'uniform' she was wearing also showed off her figure to good effect. It wasn't a normal Fleet uniform, instead she was wearing the soothing jumpsuit of a Betazed counselor. The dark turquoise material clung to her body, flaring at the feet and diving to show a hint of appreciable cleavage. Her limited empathy had already picked up some very direct thoughts from the crewmen she'd interviewed, bringing an amused flush to her cheeks. She sighed, dragging her mind back onto the task at hand and leaning forward to check the list on the padd in front of her. So far, the interviews have gone well... the Fortuna's crew are emotionally stable and happy with the change to the new ship. I have called crewman Jones and crewman Gor'natz back for followup interviews tomorrow, as indicated in their logs. I'm now moving onto the officers, starting with... she checked the padd, ... the medical officer, Doctor Crusher. End log. She smiled at the name, remembering the stories her parents had told her. She was very interested in meeting the daughter of her parents friends. A brief stroke of her fingertips over the console in front of her and a request for an interview was waiting for Fiona's attention.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Fiona had taken her chance to unpack easily, doing what she could to tidy her clothes in her closet before she unpacked and shelved her books, settling the photo of her parents on the ngihtstand. After she was finished she picked up her newly assigned duty roster PADD. After a while she had looked up the message in her files. She had smiled at the name. Counsellor Kestra Riker. The daughter of her parents friends. After checking her appearence in her mirror she had sighed, tying her hair back again before she headed out. She didn't want to look too scruffy for her interview or for her first day on the job. She was sure she would one day look a little mussed and she was determined to look as good as possible before that happened. As she was heading through the corridors she was greeted by people and returned the greeting every time. A momentary pause outside the counsellor's office was all it took for her nerves to kick in. She took a few moments to calm herself before she did anything like knocking on the door or chiming in. Once she was certain she was able to hide the majority of her nerves she did chime in, finding that she was able to smile and feel relaxed. Most days she was like this now, a leftover of her half-brother's bad temper and bad habits. Now she stood prepared to enter, wondering just how much telepathy and empathy this girl had. Anything she had been feeling would be amplified now and that worried her. A lot.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Rather than calling out impersonally, Kestra immediately got up and walked over to the door. A light touch on the control opened it, her practiced smile faltering slightly as she took in Fiona's appearance. The physical attractiveness hit her like an actual blow. Where on earth did these looks come from, she thought to herself, startled. She didn't remember any of the pictures of Fiona's parents being quite this enticing. Fiona's nervousness was originally lost in the surge of her own emotions, but as her Betazed training reasserted itself and regained control, she became aware of the flood... indeed, she could barely miss it. She carefully rebuilt her welcoming smile and stepped aside. Please, I'm sorry... woolgathering for a moment. Come on in. It's a very great pleasure to meet you, she said warmly. Grab a seat. Would you like something to drink? I have a hankering for some tea myself. She waited until Fiona entered before moving across to the replicator.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Once the doors slid open Fiona felt the same punch of attraction. She had pushed her feelings away and concentrated on paying attention to what the woman had to say. The outfit had suited her and now she felt her eyes sliding up the woman's body. She could tell from the look on the woman's face that she was feeling much the same, dark eyes meeting hers then dropping away. Once Fiona had seen the feelings drop away from Kestra's face she had felt her own emotions going into a freewheeling motion. She felt timid now, sure that her feelings were clear to the woman, nerves still hit hard and she tried her best to push away the feelings, failing. Her eyes had met Kestra's again and she found a blush coming to her. Thank you. She stepped in then paused. Water sounds good. She had settled then tried to rein in her sense of remorse. Her eyes slid closed for a moment, her hand coming up as she brushed away tears.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Kestra was aware of the welter of emotions. She kept her back to Fiona as long as possible, giving the woman time to recover her poise. A pristine glass of water and a steaming cup of tea were set on the little table next to the double seat, and then Kestra sat down herself, smiling professionally again, trying to ignore both her own emotions and the ones she could feel. I'm glad you had time to see me, she said as an opener. I'm enjoying getting to know the crew. A good team so far, it's very promising. She hesitated for a second, then decided to go with her usual approach. Now, my duty here is to keep you content and emotionally healthy. I'm lucky... most people are quite capable of dealing with that kind of thing on their own. I'm just around to offer support and the occasional touch of an outside view. This does mean, however, that we'll both be working with your mind, which is rather personal. So... to make it easier, I invite you to poke around in my mind first. She smiled, letting the thought settle for a moment before continuing. What I mean is... ask me anything, anything you want no matter how personal, and I will answer. Anything said in this room is just between us, so... don't hold back.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Fiona had looked up as Kestra settled, reaching for the water and taing a drink before she listened to the other woman's words. As Kestra spoke Fiona found it easier to settle, there was something calming about the other woman, something familiar. She knew that Kestra's mother had got on well with her own and she took a moment to wonder if that was why she felt so safe here. The words 'poke around' drew a slight smile from Fiona. She felt happier now. Kestra clearly understood why she would be nervous even if that wasn't her own personal reason. She took a moment now to think about her words, she didn't want to go too fast and too personal. Now she wondered why it felt so right to say the words that came to her now. Why did you...choose to come here? The question was shy, her self-doubt showing as she'd paused for a break before finishing her question. Now she found she was looking at Kestra a little closely, questioning what had made her ask that. She quessed it was something about the woman that drew her to feel safe. Something told her she could trust Kestra. The same feeling her own mother had said she had around Deanna. She guessed that was a family trait for both of them, trusting and being trustable.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

Kestra felt contentment as she sensed Fiona calming, stifling the urge to nod to herself in satisfaction. She contemplated the question thoughtfully, assembling an answer. Well... I suppose most people think I joined Starfleet out of pressure from my parents, but actually the opposite is true... both wanted me to stay on Earth, to help people there, rather that move out into the conflicts that were growing out here. I was determined, though... I saw the Fleet as the place I could be of the most help, while also seeing interesting things. Of course, there's always the temptation of powerful friendships and relationships like our parents developed, to add the final irresistible lure. She smiled again, nodding to emphasise her own words. This of course led me to the Fortuna... I specifically requested a new ship as a posting, to share in the growth of its own personality, and to help the crew come together. How about you, how did you end up here?
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

The words seemed honest and Fiona could sense that Kestra was worth trusting. Now she felt safer, safe enough to talk about what it was that made her choose this course in life. What had lead her to this point in time. I joined Starfleet young, youngest cadet they took my year... just 11 or so. Fiona smiled softly. I spent so much of it listening to people talk about my mother, my father... Wesley. She sighed and shrugged a little. I wanted to see that I wasn't just another Crusher. She let her smile drop then, speaking quietly. I guess that's why I asked to be put here... not with your father and mother and not with my family... or Wes. Each time she'd said Wesley's name she sounded angry, fear and anger both projected in her body language and mood. I needed to be my own person... no matter how much I love my family. A pause fell before Fiona spoke again. I'm glad I did, it's meant that I met Captain Dax... Leiutenant Worf's daughter... t's proven to me just what I always believed. We can be our own people even when we're passed on a great burden or even just a famous name. She paused and swallowed. I'm glad I met you.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

I'm very glad I met you too. The words didn't come out with the professional smoothness she intended... there was an edge of real meaning there, and she cursed herself internally for the slip. Recovering, she set her mind back to business. I sense a lot of tension within you when you talk about your family... particularly your brother. I would like to try to understand that, if that's okay... why don't you start by telling me about him. I never met him myself. It was a slightly risky gambit, pushing towards such a serious topic so early in the consultation, but there was a definite sense of a connection between them, a comfort that had already formed, and she was relying on it somewhat to move them forward. This was what her rational mind said... the emotional part of her was quite aware that it was an attempt to move away from her own unsteady thoughts.
Thread: Star Trek: Fortuna (Quedesha/Cheerio)

The softness and honesty of Kestra's words made it easy for her to smile now. That smile faded soon after. She felt edgy, nervous for some reason and she disliked that she could feel like that. That wasn't what she wanted to feel near this woman, at all. She needed to trust her. The next question had shaken her out of her brave facade and she looked away, then down, clearly swallowing painfully. She was clearly scared of her emotions around her brother self-loathing and hatred mixing together. She had pushed it away. She needed to feel it now and say it. I... She had visibly flinched and looked down. I don't like him, not that much. The admittance had been painful enough to draw tears, painful tears. He... he always laughed at me, picked on me. She looked away again now, struggling to hold back her feelings. He hated me... he still hates me.