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Thread: Pokemon love

Glaceon eyes slowly fluttered open as sun light shown through the windows, Making the elegant ice pokemon stir from his slumber. He lifted self up in the bead, stretching out his back letting out a yawn before shaking his head to get rid of what little sleep remained. He looked over to his trainer. Still asleep, Still tired from last nights play time. Glaceon was tempted to let the trainer keep on sleeping, but his lust told him other wise. He liked his trainers cheek a few times, when it seemed like he was about to wake up, Glaceon rolled over on its side, presenting his ass to his trainer, the lube and the condom right next to him. He intended to make what he wanted very obvious and he full intended to get it as well. He was sure his trainer wouldnt be able to resist him after seeing out eager he is to have another around.
Thread: Pokemon love

Noah groaned softly as he slowly awoke, his eyelids barely cracking. He swatted out at the air as he groggily sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He looked around the room, it was morning. However, when he looked at where his Glaceon was... he blushed softly, reaching out and rubbing the pokemon's ass. Mm... last night was fun, wasn't it? I can see you want it again... He took the lube and pushed the blankets off the bed, revealing that he was still nude, the way he had fallen asleep last night. He was already semi erect as he rubbed the lube onto his shaft, and then took some to Glaceon. He lubed up the pokemon's asscheeks and stuck two fingers into his anus, lubing up his tight hole. Mm... Glaceon... He took his cock and got right up behind Glaceon, gripping his shaft and began to slide his lubed member into his beloved pokemon's ass.
Thread: Pokemon love

The Glaceon rolled onto all Fours, sticking his as up in the air as the trainer pushed the blanket off the bed, It looked back over it's shoulder admiring it's masters naked form. He shook his ass as his master began to rub the lube on it, enjoying to feel of his hands on his soft flesh. He let out a moan like gasp as the pair of fingers sliped into the tight ring of muscles. He could feel his trainers fingers moving and wiggling inside him, lubing up the tight hole of his ass, while stretching the entreance to make for easier entry into his, tight love hole. The moan only grew louder as the throbbing cock began to slide into his ass, the muscles clamping around the hot throbbing member tightly as he slowly pushed it's way in with the help of the lube.
Thread: Pokemon love

Noah moaned softly and sweetly as Glaceon's ass clamped down on his cock. But he kept pushing, the job made a bit easier by the lube. He held his pokemon's hips gingerly as he pushed himself in, rubbing against the pokemon's prostate. He didn't stop until he was all in, panting. Ohh... Glaceon... He leaned forward and turned the pokemon's head, kissing his beloved pokemon on the lips softly, his tongue darting out for a second to lick the Glaceon's cold lips. He then began to gently rock his hips, starting to pull in and out of his Glaceon's ass.
Thread: Pokemon love

The glaceons back arched ins pleasure as the masters cock slowly pushed its way deeper and deeper into the tight ass. HE muscles griping lovingly around the throbbing member. Already the pokemon was panting from pleasure. A moan like pure came from its lips as it was made to turn its head into a kiss with its master. It gladly accepted the affection, as it only made it grow more horny. The moans grew louder still as the trainer began to rock his hips, trusting in and out of the Glaceons ass. He rocked his hips as well, adding force to the thrusts.
Thread: Pokemon love

Noah moaned loudly as his grip faltered for a moment. He became lost in a sea of bliss, pausing for a second to relish this. He really did love Glaceon after all. Noah snapped back into reality, hearing the mewling moans of his horny partner. He began to really get into pace, thrusting in and out of his tight ass, taking a good grip of his hips.
Thread: Pokemon love

The pokemon loved it when his trainer began to get rougher and harder with him, the feeling of the hands on it's hips, pulling it back into each and ever thrust for maximum impact. The Glaceon could never get enough of the hot feeling of the masters cock inside of his cool body. It made him feel like his mind was melting. The loyal, lust filled pokemon had to keep from clawing at the bed sheets as the pleasure continued to build and build. A pleasure he could never get enough of, and was hopelessly addicted to. The sound of hips slapping against his plump cheeks echoed in the room, his lovely read ended rippling with ever thrust. his ass squeezed tighter around the throbbing cock with ever thrust it seemed.
Thread: Pokemon love

Noah let out a string of soft moans as he began to pick up the pace. Glaceon's cold body contrasted so much to anything else, the feeling was amazing. He really began to slam his cock into Glaceon now, fucking him as hard as he could. Ahh!! Damnit Glaceon, I'm gonna cum!
Thread: Pokemon love

The moans of the pokemon grew louder and more frequent as the vigorous thrusts of it's trainer slowly grew faster and faster and harder and harder. The Pokemon could feel it's mind fading away as it was flooded with pleasure. He could feel the throbbing of his masters cock deep inside of him, swelling up, building up to a climax. Soon the grip on his hips were so tight it almost hurt, his master slamming his member into his tight ass so hard the entire bed was rocking with each thrust. The glaceon let out a long, loud moan in reply to it's masters cry, as if letting him know it was okay, go ahead and fill my ass up with your hot com.
Thread: Pokemon love

Noah took the Glaceon's agreement and let go, moaning in ectacsy as he released his load into the Glaceon, his hot seed flowing throughout the pokemon's ass. He removed himself and collapsed beside the Pokemon, extending an arm. As the Pokemon snuggled up against him, Noah drew the Glaceon into a long, passionate kiss, his warm tongue playing with his pokemon's cold one.
Thread: Sorry to all

Sorry to all the individuals I was rping with, I needed some me time and now that I have found me again I'm ready to continue. I will be starting over from scratch seening how I have been away longer than I originally thought that I would be. Therefore I new start is needed, if I was rping with you please feel free to contact me and ask about starting over with an rp or you could try to get me to remember the one we had. If not I will be more than happy to take on new partners, it's good to be back everyone!
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

The first thing he felt was the cold. Coming out of cryosleep, of course he'd be cold. When the cryochamber opened up, he fell out, weak and disorientated. He looked around as best as he could, seeing a blurry view of the small room that was supposed to hold him and his cryochamber. Once the weakness passed and his senses returned to him, he slowly stood up, looking at himself. He was tall, handsome, slender, athletic-looking. He had long silvery hair and bright, alien green eyes. He looked entirely human, but he felt like something else. And he felt the desire to mate. So strong it rode on every beat of his heart. He slowly moved to the electronically and magnetically sealed door, wondering just how he would escape, when he suddenly just knew what to do. He pressed up against the floor and slowly his form turned into a thick green slime and he easily slid under the door, moving outside. Taking advantage of this form, he used it to slide up the wall and into a vent, traveling along it. He wanted answers as well as women.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

Dr. Orsa Stevenson, who was working the late night shift, had been busy checking on the female experiments, many of whom were resting in bed. The males and females were kept separate from each other, for fear of too much breeding before the experiments were ready. She was relatively young for a scientist, being in her late 20s, and was quite happy in this job. She felt that she was working to better humanity and keep the human race alive and healthy. Ironically, the job had led her to have a meager social life and less of a romantic one. She didn't mind for the most part, though. She was donning the standard white lab coat with a long, light blue skirt. Her black hair was tightly wrapped in a bun to prevent any contamination, and she had deep green eyes and rosy skin. Suddenly, the alarm rang through the room. Most of the female experiments were awakened, and the message rang through the PA system CODE RED. UNAUTHORIZED RELEASE OF A MALE SPECIMEN. WE ARE GOING ON LOCKDOWN UNTIL HE IS FOUND. Dr. Stevenson looked frantic and ran to the door to the control room, only to find that it had already been locked. She looked just as panicked as the others as she turned and saw that from the other side of the room, a thick slime had entered. She wasn't part of the male division, but she already knew that the slime had to be him. How could he have been let out?
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

Slowly, he stepped out of the darkness of the control room. Doctor Stevenson... He whispered, just loud enough for her to hear him. He was nude and utterly beautiful to behold, but she knew what he was capable of, she had seen videos of his field tests and capabilities. His softly glowing emerald eyes focused on her as he stepped towards her.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

Yes, that is me she said, rather scared. She had only seen this particular experiment in video screenings before, but face-to-face with him, Dr. Stevenson was impressed but equally mortified. She saw her girls on the other side, concerned for what accidental breedings were sure to come from this mishap. She watched him step closer, and instinctively moved back in time, unsure of how long she could hold him off before he went for her or one of the other experiments in the room.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

Sorry about the delay...the seriously long delay. Looking for a job and working on my writing has taken a toll upon my time. He stepped towards her menacingly He glared at her, his eyes burning with a combination of lust and hatred. Slowly tentacles emerged from his back, pale green slime covered things. They seemed to move towards her, as if looking at her. Doctor...you are responsible for this...for making me like this...not solely, but it could not be done without you. Therefore...my vengeance will begin with you... He licked his lips as the tentacles thrust forward towards her.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

No worries, I forgive you. Better late than never, right? Doctor Stevenson felt horrified as she saw his tentacles lashing out, heading their way towards her. I I'm sorry, she said quickly before trying to run away from the tentacles, but it was too late. She realized that he was right, in a sad sort of way. Please don't do this. You have a choice, we didn't create you to be a monster in thought, she pleaded, turning back to him. She was still stepping back, hoping that she could stop him with reason. She didn't know how the men were constructed, really, as she was focused on the women, but she hoped that he was as able to control himself as her girl experiments were. Her worst fear was what the attack would do for her. She knew there was almost a certainty that he would impregnate her after all, it was what he was made for. She didn't know what she would do if and when that happened.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

True... It's too late to be sorry... He growled like an animal, like only an animal can, and the tentacles surged forward, seizing her arms and legs, a pair wrapping around her neck. They lifted her up into the air and began to shred her clothing from her body. He looked upon her body with lust burning in his eyes. After this...you're going to be a good little girl. A pair of tentacles suddenly invaded her womanhood.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

Doctor Stevenson screamed as she was pulled up, the tentacles tight against her body. She struggled against them as they destroyed her clothing, leaving her body exposed. She bit her lip nervously, her body having already begun to prepare for the coming invasion. She cried out as not one but two tentacles forced themselves into her pussy, suddenly stretching her more than she could ever experience with a normal human cock. She began to cry, involuntarily struggling. N-no, please she begged.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

The slime covering the tentacles acted as a lubricant. So when one rammed into her mouth, it easily slipped past her lips and teeth, and started to pump into her, slamming into her throat. It suppressed her voice as another pair invaded her ass, ramming hard and deep. The tentacles pumped one after another, so that there was no rest. Something was always ramming into her. Another pair came up to rub her breasts and special sucker on the ends, covered with smaller tentacles, sucked on her nipples.
Thread: Genetic Abnormality (runawayninja x ShiroNezu)

Doctor Stevenson's screams were muffled as the tentacle rammed itself in and out of her throat, coming close to choking her at times. She tried to fight back and her screams only escalated when not one but two massive tentacles took turns forcing their way into her virgin ass. She looked to the experiment with begging eyes as all three of her holes were constantly invaded by his tentacles. She wanted to cry and beg but her body was too weak to fight it.
Thread: The Sixth House Is Risen

It was good to finally be free again. Aerin Orantius had seen her share of the dungeons in Cyrodiil, and then some. The Wood Elf was a thief, and when it came to her skillset, she was a good one. The problem was that she took more risks than she should, and sometimes they didn't pay off. It was a trait that most born under the sign of the Thief shared they were known for being lucky, to some degree, but that luck didn't always last. Though they had a knack for staying alive, they also had a knack for getting into trouble in the first place. Though she had been sentenced to almost three years, Aerin spent barely ten months in confinement before she learned that she was being set free. She had been happy to hear that, until she discovered that she was being sent to Vvardenfell. From what the Bosmer had heard, the entire island was still behind the rest of the world. It had been less than fifteen years since it had been officially opened for settlement, and in the rumors indicated that it was a backwoods country with backwoods people. They still practiced slavery , for crying out loud. What she saw, as she stood outside of the Census and Excise office in Seyda Neen with nothing but a few coins, some papers, and the clothes on her back and everything she could carry out under her clothing without getting caught didn't do much to change her impression. The little town was barely large enough to have a dock, and it looked as though it might sink into the muddy swamp it was located in at any moment. Even the buildings looked dingy, and the lighthouse on the edge of town leaned so far to one side that she thoguht it would topple over. It reminded her very much of Bravil, and it wasn't a flattering comparison. Thunder was audible in the distance, hinting at an approaching storm. Of course, the woman's own appearance wasn't particularly pleasant, either. She looked very much like someone who had just been released from a dungeon. Her clothes were too loose the pants held up by a length of rope, and she looked pale and dangerously thin. Her dark hair had been cut short, but it was uneven, as though she or someone else had done it in a hurry. She hoped that she didn't look too out of place here. There had been a few others on the boat, and they had been released at around the same time she was... so maybe the citizens of Seyda Neen wouldn't notice. She might have been granted an official pardon, but Aerin had no intention of changing her ways just yet. The first thing she needed to do was unload everything she'd stolen from the census office, and find some decent armor. She frowned. That last was always difficult. At about four and a half feet tall, she was shorter than most - but not all - Bosmer. Stealing clothing or armor was never very productive. It was a better choice for anyone to have armor made, of course, but if she wanted anything that came close to fitting, she had to. A raindrop hit her nose, and the thief looked up at the sky with a mutter of annoyance. The boat carrying the prisoners the Emperor had ordered released had arrived less than an hour ago, and already it was going to rain. Lovely.
Thread: The Sixth House Is Risen

Aerie was one of the prisoners whom had been released. Another had been Sev'vesk, a mostly-black and dark colored Argonian. Sev'vesk had originally been imprisoned for murder and thievery. Being an Assasin, he was trained well to hide in the shadows, as ironic as it was to the fact that he was born under the sign of The Shadow. Sev'vesk had taken many, many jobs so many that he had lost count, and never gotten caught, dare be seen, either. Yet that wasn't to stay true his entire life, and he realized he would be caught eventually. He knew when the day came, his judgement would as well. He assumed that he was to be executed for his crimes, which he would of accepted as worth to his sins. But Fate had others ideas for him. One job was all it took. Being sloppy just once was all it had taken him to be caught and nearly killed from arrow wounds. The damned Khajiit he had bin after had noticed Sev'vesk all to quickly with his ability to see in the dark, which was something the Argonian had forgotten in a fleeting moment. When the guards had came, the Khajiit was gone, but Sev'vesk was on the ground, bleeding out. They threw him into a jail cell, assuming he would die. But they didn't know him. Sev'vesk had grown a resistance to the effects of blood loss after so many incidences. But never before had he been caught. Sev'vesk looked up at the sky. He knew his day would come, some day soon. And on that day he would plea for his sins to be revoked. Until then, he would do everything he could to change his corrupted heart. The Argonian felt the gentle patter of a few drops of rain fall upon his scaly head, looking up to the sky. Sev'vesk had once been a cold hearted Assasin. Now, he looked up to the sky as the winds of change ebbed at his very heart and soul.
Thread: The Sixth House Is Risen

The local tradehouse was easy to spot, at least it was the biggest building in town after the Census and Excise office. The elf opened the tiny bag of coins she had been given. Not much, she noted with a frown. Of course, that had probably been intentional. She had orders to report to Balmora - wherever that was - and deliver the package she had been given to a man named Caius Cosades. An Imperial name, if she'd ever heard one, but then, Aerin know that names could be misleading. She also had an Imperial name, but she was no more Imperial than she was truly Bosmer. She had grown up just outside of Anvil, her parents the victim of a shipwreck. Pirates, probably it had been a common problem around the southwestern coast of Cyrodiil at the time... or so the old Imperial who had raised her had told her. He had always been evasive when she asked about it. She had never fit in well with other Bosmer. She didn't observe the Green Pact, and that close to Valenwood, most of the Bosmer she had met had . How they could eat each other, she would never know. What she did know was that she was a little hungry. As she started walking toward the tradehouse, still counting her coins, she nearly walked into the back of the Argonian. The thief stopped short with a grumble. Hey, out of the way. Never mind the fact that it had been her fault that she had nearly walked into him. She recognized him as one of the others who had been on the boat with her, but she didn't know his name or what he had been in the Imperial City prison for. Aerin took a step back, still frowning. Leave it to an Argonian to stand around in the rain. He probably felt right at home in the damned swamp. If you stand there too long, they might change their minds and take you back to Cyrodiil.
Thread: The Sixth House Is Risen

Sev'vesk had no gold to spend, but he could easily work with that. Hunger was never a problem for him no matter how much he neglected to eat. Thirst? Thirst was nothing. He hardly ever had to drink. Argonians were known to be a very hardy race when it came right down to it. To be frank, Sev'vesk was an exact example of those characteristics. Sev'vesk had ran away from home very early in life. He could've only been six or seven. Abusive parents were just the incentive he needed to keep his legs running no matter how sore they got. He had grown up on the streets of Bruma, idling and living with the beggars until he came of age. Already skilled in self defends from years of evading muggers and the occasional bandit when traveling, he took on assasinations as paying jobs, working within mostly the Imperial City. He had once lived in a nice, small home on the outskirts of the Imperial City, enjoying a mostly simple life, by day, before. But now was different. He had made this mistake and couldn't take it back no matter how hard her tried. Sev'vesk suddenly became aware of a feminine voice behind him, looking out of the corner of his eye, using his pereforeal vision to get a rough look at her. He turned fully around to face her. I am sorry if I was in your way. If I may, he said, stepping aside for her. If they try and drag me back to prison, it will not end up prettily.
Thread: The Sixth House Is Risen

His response wasn't what she expected. She had been anything but polite. When he stepped aside, she wasn't sure how to reply at first. Aerin chuckled at his assurance that he wouldn't be going back to prison. Trust me, it's better to go quietly and escape when you can, she pointed out. Her presence in Seyda Neen was proof that it didn't always work, but if the elf realized that, she didn't seem to care. Dark eyes studied the Argonian standing in front of her. He was larger than her, but that wasn't that strange. Almost everyone was, save for a few Bosmer and the smallest Khajiits, the Ohmes. He seemed capable enough, although sometimes it was hard to tell with Argonians. It was, she decided, better to have a friend than an enemy, and so she held out her hand. I'm Aerin, by the way. Didn't I see you on the boat carrying the prisoners? Did they tell you why they let us go? The rain had held off, but as she spoke, thunder sounded again. The storm was getting closer. The thief looked at the sky warily. I know you Argonians don't mind getting wet, but lightning is just as dangerous to you as it is to me, isn't it? I don't think we should stand out here talking.
Thread: The Sixth House Is Risen

Sev'vesk nodded softly in response to her. Yes. You did see me on the prison boat. The Argonian pondered her next question carefully for a few moments before fathering an answer. I did not here mention of the cause, no. You are just as informed as I unto the subject. He looked up at the sky as the pace of the rain picked up a little, now steadily dripping onto his face. Sev'vesk took the outstretched hand ad shook it. Indeed, he said. Lightning would not be safe for either of us. He ushered her behind him, leading her into what looked to be a rundown, make shift tavern. He opened the door and allowed her access inside, stepping in and closing the door behind her and himself. He looked around the sparsely populated Inn. I am Sev'vesk, he said finally.