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Thread: For the Cerebrate

She looked at him, and back at the colonists. Where would you like them to go? She asked. Back to the colapsed vespen? She added as she turned to face him again. Hmm... She narrowed her eyes. I will give them an escort to... your colony, where you were when you broke the vien, but... you... You will stay. She said after a moment, tapping her hand on her hip. Agreed? She asked. Or... you can all simply stay with me. She smiled. I'm sure I can find something for The weaka terren to do. She had not been human in a while, and though she had human looking skin on her abdomine and other necessary parts of her torso, she'd long sense stopped thinking of herself as a psyonic. She smiled a little, After all, Mine have food, yours, yours do not.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

Or i could blow your brains out right here. He said but sighed. No he couldn't. if he did that there was no way they would survive. Okay so you let them go, and I stay here. He already figured he was a dead man, so why should he make them suffer. They can leave, he would stay and trade his life for all of theirs. at least with them safe, i have one less reason to kill you.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

I have yet to give you a reason to kill me. SHe observed. You dropped rocks on my children, not the other way around. The zerglings jumped surrounding the colonists, chittering as they where herded away. Back through tunnels, a different set than they'd been herded through origonally, taking them back to where they'd started from. She looked at Bryan. I suppose, you would like to keep your gun? She asked. Her orange ones finding a place to settle in. Where her seat was, one on each side of it. You're an impressive Terren. She said mildly as she smiled.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

Impressive? What make me impressive? The fact that i escaped your Mutalisks? Maybe the fact that I am dangerous enough to make you strike a deal to save your ass, or was it the fact that unlike my kin, who would have tried, I have not yet blown a hole through your skull. he didn't care for the answer, in truth he was still trying to calm his nerves. he no longer had a reason to shoot her, besides the special forces would do that for him. He wasn't a coward, he just didn't want to die, and he would afterwards claim that he was just keeping her busy while he saves the other colonists. Of coarse, now that my allies are safe, what is to stop me form killing you now?
Thread: For the Cerebrate

She looked at him. You are the only one who had any survival instinct. She supplied. And you are not the first one to try to shoot me. She added, as she pat the side of her abdomen where some of the chitin was chipped. She looked at him. You surveyed your options and chose the one that produced survival. She pointed out. Without cowering in fear. I am impressed. you also fought, even though you knew you'd lose, a valiant effort, by the way. She turned going to her seat and indicated a ridge he could sit on.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

He looked at the distorted seat and sighed I'd rather stand. Provided with the fact that your spawn infest the core of this planet, I'd rather not take my chances of your tentacles tieing me down. he said calmly lowering his gun. But i will put my toy away, after all what use will it carry now. If all i can do is hopelessly chip away at your body, its would be pointless. Even if your head doesn't carry as much armor as your stomach. He turned too look at the rest of the swarm surrounding him and smirked. So you have me, now what? Are you going to order them to slaughter me and eat my limbs, I mean what use do i have to you?
Thread: For the Cerebrate

She looked at him. I do not plan to kill you. At least not right away. She said honestly as she watched him. What good you will do me, I am not sure yet.. She moved slightly licking one of the larger zerglings. I'm a breeder, consider what I might want with a human such as yourself. She said as she watched him. Tilting her head as she looked at the seat she'd offered him. She supposed it could be used different, though...the size alone of it would have killed him.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

The breeder thing took a few seconds before it let to reproduction. Alien space chick, wants to fuck he laughed at the idea. You were Terran before, would it still count as Xenophilia if I agreed? He asked not sounding like he was serious. Sure she was once Terran, and her body still held quite a lot of Human features, along with the more, intimate parts of her body, still untouched by the infestation. is that what you plan on using me fore, reproduction?
Thread: For the Cerebrate

She shrugged some. Right now, I'm using you for rather round about conversation. She said as she propped her elbow on the seat and her chin on her hand crossing her legs. She'd mated with more than one insect over the years, producing stronger, faster, bigger ones, the orange ones where her most used breeders, she was wondering if she'd have to infest the human before he was a good breeder, or if he could be human and breed. Though, you would be a rather interesting strain if you were to be bread with...
Thread: For the Cerebrate

He whipped his gun out and pointed it at her her head again. Go on finish your sentence. If I were to breed with... you? He lowered the gun before reholstering it. And what if i were to agree. After all I dont see many females in my division. Even the dropship was piloted by a male. The only downfall would be producing zerg, which I do not agree with. So it is a predicament, after all I am human, I still have urges, but at the same time. I am a Terran, Not wanting to make the enemy stronger. My see would do just that.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

She smield. IF you were bread with me... I can't rightly breed you with something that has no terren in it. She observed as she stroked one of the zerglings at her side. Why you would agree, that seems simple, You're colony is safe, while you are here. She said calmly. She looked up at the stars, mind wandering again. Tell me of The empire... Do they still take children? SHe asked, She'd been stolen so long ago, put through a battery of tests before she'd been stolen and infested.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

My colony is meant for two things. Missions into dangerous areas, such as a zerg infested planet, we thought it was just unstable and that is why they wanted us to build the colony station before they moved in. The second is a prison for the souls like me who can't handle orders too well. Or at least those who feel minx is a few clowns short of a circus. or as one would say, fucking crazy. He paused looking over her body, even infested she still had the parts his body craved. At least you are human enough for it to be enjoyable.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

She tilted her head. Chuckling a little. SO much hate... She whispered as she looked at him, a zergling bumped him forward closer to the seat she'd offered him earlier before finding its own resting point along the mountains. You're so defiant, so intent to be a good soldier, from what I can tell, you're emporer doesn't care for you, he'd let you die for nothing. She mused. I saved you, saved you're colony, I'll even protect them from that odd ship in orbit... And all you have to do is stay... seems odd to be so resentful.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

The odd ship you speak of, has no danger to us. After all i saw the same ship. Even if its not one of my own. I still know Terran technology. He sat down on the seat this time. But you do have a point about Minx. He would rather cover his own ass than protect mine. You can provide services he cannot. After all you have the ability to raise an army that can take him out. The bulge in his pants was also allowing other information leak, such as what he was thinking, showing that minx was not on his mind.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

She looked at the human. There should be enough air here that he could breath, Most of the breeding planets had it. She shifted her weight ever so slightly exposing the soft pink flesh between the Chitin covered legs, She smiled a little. I'm more interested in a stronger strain. She reminded him. But... You're colony will be safe, I will not promise so much for other terren who attack me, but... yours as long a they do not attempt to kill my children, are perfectly safe.
Thread: For the Cerebrate

Oh, so now I'm suddenly not strong enough? Being the one Terran with survival instincts and I'm the one who isn't strong enough. He stood and looked at her Zerg spawn. Tell them not to attack. No matter what happens. Not to attack. I will show you true strength. He was about to prove that Zerg or not, He was still a strong specimen.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

Well Howdy stranger, welcome to El Paraso. A small town on the outskirts of Texas, free from law enforcement of any kind. A town where anything goes and the damned run free. Don't expect to find much when you get here though, the land is barren and there is only a few taverns, shops and whore houses in town. The only thing we have going for us is our unlimited supply of alcohol, kindly donated by the thieves that run this town. So come on over to spend time with out lovely girls, drink our fine assortment of liqueurs and do whatever you gosh darn want. Our only rule is to keep to yourself, or you might just wind up dead from putting your nose in where it shouldn't belong. Dearest Salutations, Mayor of El Paraso Alexis Jones. Pretty simple concept. We're doing an old west theme, anything goes except don't break any of the site's rules, etc. Jump in whenever. Post an rpc picture if you like.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

The moon shone bright over the little town, it almost made the town seem peaceful, almost. Alexis walked along the wooden sidewalk to the tavern at the end of the street. Her hands tucked deep into the pockets of her long leather trench coat, her black akubra brought low over her face to hide her piercing blue eyes. She was a powerful woman that always got what she want, which worked well in a town like this.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

Alexis was a rather young woman, early in her twenties, she had a spark about her that just gave people the impression that she was a trouble maker. She had come to El Paraso when she was only sixteen in search for her dead beat father who had killed her mother. Her revenge was swift and she did not need to stay in the town any longer, but it just grew on here and she decided to make it her permanent residency. After a short while and some server butt kickings, Alexis clawed her way to the top and was now officially the leader of this town of misfits. The woman made her way into the tavern which was already filled with a huge crowd of happy, chatting people. Music and laughter filled the room and a smile pulled at Alexis's lips as she made her way to the bar. The bartender nodded to her in greeting and slid a pitcher of beer her way. Quiet night Alexis joked, the barman chuckled and returned to his other customers.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

James rode in on his horse, arriving with a loud Yeehaw. He got off his horse and tied her to a nearby fence. He was a young man, in his early twenties. He wandered around the town, before spotting a young woman and heading over. Evening ma'am he said with a tip of his cowboy hat. He wore a tattered shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans that looked tattered and beaten up as well. He wore big brown leather spurred boots that made a clunking sound with every step he took. He glanced her over with his pale blue eyes and even tossed her a wink. Seems you live in a ghost town he said with a chuckle. I'm James, James Young he said extending his hand to the pretty young lady.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

Eliza walks into town from around the back of the old abandoned schoolhouse, stepping out onto the dirt road and surveying the area. Her blonde hair teases her shoulders, it being partially covered by a beaten, old leather hat. Her outfit seems to be cobbled from other outfit a striped shirt, a waistcoat, a long leather jacket, a skull tooth necklace, beaten old shoes. All dirty in some way, with drops of blood that tell a thousand stories and none of it her's. At her side, her revolver that has gotten her out of many situations in the past the only real friend she has. She's incredibly attractive and she cares about how she looks, but she is also not afraid to get down to things if she gets crossed. Glancing around, she spots a young man on a horse and smiles before walking around town and looking at the old derelict buildings.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

Izuzu Walks in with her owner.....Owner is NPC or other user walking on all fours, she was a human pet.... She drips from her pussy as she walks, forced to be constantly horny, her and her owner come up to a water basin and puts her head in drinking, she could care less if it was for animals or not, her owner treated her like such, she thought she was as well...... She kept drinking enjoying the cold water. ahhhh she said after she got done and her owner paid the man for the water, then she and her owner went into the tavern, the owner sat down for a game of cards, placing the deed to his pet on the table, and all of his cash Izuzu doesn't even know what is going on and just lays her head down and takes a nap, to her.... her life is simple.... she has nothing to worry about.... other than following her owner, eating and sleeping... The owner pats his leg and she puts her head on his lap and he pets her..... she loves it. She is capable of speech she just doesn't like talking.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

A stranger dressed immaculately in black studies the owner who pushes his bet into the middle of the table with a confident cackle of delight. Their eyes meet. The owner grins, then shifts uncomfortably at the cold grey eyes that stare back at him. The gentleman gazes at the deed for a time, then down at the wretched girl. Fact is mister, he says softly, if she's had your slimey carcass crawling all over her, you'd have to pay me. The owner looks around the table at smirking grins, then exposes yellowed teeth with a nervous laugh. He wipes grimey beads of sweat from his forehead. Well, you in or not? The man in black slowly separates the cards cupped in his hands, his cold stare revealing nothing. He glances briefly back at the girl, then slides a neatly folded wad of notes into the middle. With the faintest flicker of a smile he places the cards on the table. For a long moment the owner's grin lingers as he comprehends the hand in front of him. Suddenly his face contorts into a rage. Why, you cheatin'arsehole! His hand drops down but has not even reached his waist as a shot rings out. Mouth open, he stares vacantly, then drops forward across the table. His opponent looks slowly around the table, and one at a time as his gaze falls on them the other players quietly stand and leave. As the tavern empties, the man becomes aware of a pathetic whimpering. Surely girl, you aren't going to tell me you had feelings for that hunk of crap? She wraps herself around his leg and shakes her head quickly, stiffling tears. His gaze softens. You heard of New York, girl? She shakes her head a second time. Can you talk? She nods just as quickly. The man stands, adjusts his stetson precisely, then smiles down at her. Reckon you might scrub up to be a pretty little specimen for the fancy folk in the city. He reaches down and pulls her to her feet. Course, it might take me all the way to New York to get you used to a human dick, given what you've been chewing on.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

Izuzu pet she said with difficulty, she grabs her papers, and shows them to him, getting back down on all fours, she was hyper ventilating, standing upright was forbidden for a pet. Izuzu isn't good at talking again with much difficulty, read her papers please her voice was giving out. Name Izuzu Duration of Pethood Life meaning she was born as a pet Diet Cum, water, pet food. Clothing restrictions Body Collar only Owners Gilragan Alavast former recently killed in a card game LOL And then the other info about this and that about her, she is a clean pet with no STD's or anything, her owner kept her well. And this paper also had the Laws about pets on it to. I can send that in a PM though if you like Izuzu just waits as he reads her papers, massaging her neck, it hurt to talk, she was taught words but she was a pet, talking wasn't common, she could only speak enough to awnser yes or no or other stuff short stuff.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

He picks the deed from the table, frowning as Izuzu collapses back at his feet, then mumbles as he reads the papers, I am Mister Nathan P. Coltrain. It is of course of no significance to her. Five minutes ago one Gilgaran Alvasthad had been the one to fed her, now by the particular smell of his boots she will already recognise a new owner. For the first time he realises that whilst killing a rather loathesome stranger had been a simple act, he was now the legal owner of a pet. He winces at the prospect. She gazes up at him with doleful eyes. He runs his gaze over her body, well formed he admits to himself, and finds himself mesmerized by the subtle, rhythmical movements of her arse. It continually rolls, muscles flexing and relaxing to the sensations of the vibrators that plug her holes. Her back arches as though presenting herself to his curiosity. The inside of her thighs are damp, oily. With a shake of his head he recollects his thoughts. You really have been too long without female company, he mutters. No doubt you are thirsty, he says with a tired sigh. Come on! To a quick tug on her lead Izuzu responds.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

She immediately sits up and follows him, walking along behind him, she walks so her breasts are visible to all as well as her pussy and anal vibrators, she is a proud pet, she loves her own body and loves being a pet, she would not raise herself up to human level, she has large breasts any pet or woman would be proud to have...... and she doesn't care, who sees her..... she is a proud pet with a body any pet would die to have.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

As passers-by look down at Izuzu, then smile and tip their hats to Nathan P. Coltrain, he begins to sense that there is a deal of respect to be had in owning such a quality pet. She pulls ahead at the sight of a watering trough, and he finds himself staring again at her arse as its muscles work. Once he would have said that it was beneath his dignity to find pleasure in taking a girl so easily available and simply his by right, but now he finds himself admitting that he has not seen such an inviting sight on any of the fine women he has had in his time. He watches Izuzu lap thirstily at the trough. Her tongue darts between smooth full lips. Are you hungry girl? She scampers to him and sniffs up his leg to his thigh. Slightly awkwardly, unaccustomed to such a peculiar relationship, he unbuttons his trousers and pulls out his hardening cock. He starts momentarily at the speed in which Izuzu stretches up and begins to lick. But each movement of her tongue as it slides with vevelty licks, then teases with fast little stabs of its tip produces sensations unusually intense. He groans to the caress of her encircling lips, then her mouth engulfs his cock. Her lips slide down its length as she takes it into the depths of her throat, then up again. He cries out as though in pain, then explodes. Semen spills from her mouth as it fills more quickly than she can swallow. Stretching back with half closed eyes he watches her hungrily lick all she can from her lips. With a grin he stretches a fingertip to her chin and scoops dribbles back to her mouth. She licks on his finger gratefully. He lies back thoughtfully as she rests her head in his lap. She has learned to produce the food which sustains her with perfect technique, and he wonders what pleasures lie within her plugged holes. There is a rich sexual scent about her that induces in him intense lust. Tonight, he decides, she will sleep at the foot of his bed.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

She keeps licking and making him cum till she is full...... something about her saliva makes him produce it faster and thicker, and she is more than happy to have his cum over cheep dog food..... Later as they are walking to his hotel room or home you decide, he would notice she pays attention to nothing, other than him, and where she is walking, her pussy drips constantly though, who could blame her, she was forced to be horny, forced to wear those or have sex, and she has been like that all her life, she was use to it but no one could guess how it would feel....... In his room when she was invited up on his bed she goes over to the foot of it and lays down lifting her neck up so he can undo her chain, put pulls her head away if he goes for her collar, her whole outfit was her collar, she was proud of it, and it is also what her vibrators snap into so they don't come out. After her evening meal, she lays on the bed again, she barks happily, she was happy, her new owner wasn't bad at all, to bad she can't write or speak human, and she then yawns and pads up by him and lays by him putting her head on his chest, her breasts can't help but touch his sides,.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

The warmth of Izuzu's breasts against him is strangely comforting. Arising to look down from the window to the moonlit street, he wonders whether this will be the night that trouble comes looking for him. He slides his colt from the holster that hangs from a dresser, pulls out the one spent cartridge, and flicks it to the floor. He looks over at Izuzu. In the blue half-light her contours are soft and appealing. Her wide eyes stare back at him. He slides a bullet into the empty chamber and slips the gun back into its holster. well, he murmurs as he returns to the bed, I suppose since you're my pet now I need to take proper care of you girl. She stares at his hard prick and licks her lips. On all fours my pet. She obeys in an instant and pushes her arse out at him. His trembling fingers hover near the vibrator that plugs her arse, then moves to the other. With a twist it unlocks, but it does not yield to a single tug. He pulls harder, against the suction that holds it. Suddenly it begins to slide free. Izuzu moans at the every movement of the device, until it is finally free, and desparately she arches her pelvis up to him. Her pussy gapes at him, swollen and wet. The odour of sexual excitement, musk and strong, that fills the air is intoxicating. He mounts her, and at his first thrust her well-trained muscles pull his cock into her hot, wet cleft.
Thread: Country of Sin (Old west role play. Profiles are not required. Free for all)

Dude...... she isn't a sex slave, she is a pet, she isn't desperate for sex, though she loves cum, she isn't a sex slave, she is a pet, who is forced to remain horny She did none of that and as the device was pulled she cried, and she orgasms several times as it is pulled, and she pants whimpering, her pussy fluids gushing out and her orgasums rocking her body it wasn't pleasant for her, and as he mounted she whimpers, she doesn't want it.