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Thread: Hunted Instead

While the monsters were generally reviled by all humans, they also maintained a healthy contingent of cultists, some brainwashed, some enthralled and some just plain crazy. Whenever a hunter, especially those from influential families, was starting to look like they might become too successful, had a little too much promise, they send out a cultist to collect them. After kidnapping them in some manner, usually drugs, they removed all weaponry, all items used in the art of monster hunting, and then transported them deep into territory no-longer monster controlled. Once there, they were injected them with a serum. This serum caused the victim to emit an aura, an otherwise undetectable field causing creatures near her to no longer wish to kill her. It instead replaced this drive with a drive to mate. It even turned otherwise passive creatures into creatures of torture. It served three purposes, first it removed promising hunters from the pool, second it gave those hunters an unending torment and third it sometimes created new cultists and monsters. This time, Vive was the unlucky hunter, dropped on an island with no means of returning home. She had awoken shortly after being dropped, the cultists knowing how to time their drugging. As such, she had been undisturbed in her sleep. But creatures were beginning to sense her presence. A hermitaur, lurking nearby underneath the sandy beach, quickly emerged near the weaponless Vive. It quickly struck out at Vive, attempting to pin her wrist in its claw. Grey and pink exoskeleton glistened in the sun, grains of sand bouncing to the ground on occasion. Underneath its spikey legs, a hard shaft had already emerged, growing quickly from a hole in the armor. It was segmented, looking very much like a stiff red worm, and a thick blue goop was oozing from each segment gap in enough volume that it was falling in long strings to the ground. The hermitaur began to force the shaft against Vive's face, covering her cheek with the goop as it sought some hole to fill.
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She didn't stand for very long, as something knocked her off balance. Sending her to the sand of the shore. Giving off a loud cry of surprise. She hadn't expected Hermitaur to be there. Striking her down. She panted softly, as she squirmed beneath the creature. Trying to dislodge herself from its hold on her. But nothing would deter this nasty little crab in letting her go. Her body trembled with the force of her not to completely freak out. It would do little good for her if the creature that lumbered above her were to cut her hands from her body. Her sex pulsed, sending a wave of need through her body all the while her scent was caught on the wind . Her skirt had rode up over her milky thighs. Her green eyes growing large as the beast of a creature crawled over her. Its heavy body weighted down on hers as it sought things of her body. It was clear though in what it wanted. A The long thick appendage that wormed stiffly from beneath its shell was enough. It wanted to mate with her. Gritting her teeth she turned her face away. The creatures member running along her cheek wetly, leaving a sticky substance along her cheek. Her body bucked and squirmed beneath the creature now her body trembling, as her breathing began to grow shaky threw panic.
Thread: Hunted Instead

Hermitaur, shuffled its legs around her, scuttling slightly from side to side. The motion caused Vive's body to be pushed and rolled against the sand. Feeling the soft skin against the now completely ooze coated member caused the creatures motions to become more agitated. The member flexed slowly at its joints seeking entry, any entry into the female below it. Quickly, the creature turned, never releasing its grip on Vive's wrist, moving to rest the base of the long segmented member against her. In this position, it was easy to see that the worm-like appendage was nearly as long as she was. The creature began to thrust back and forth, rubbing its blue goo up her back and between her cheeks. Coating her flushed lips and her asshole with the viscous fluid, rubbing the slowly pulsating member against them. Stepping slowly back, still pushing Vive's body to the sand, the segments weighing heavy on her back, Hermitaur began to line the appendage up, pointing the rounded tip to her sex. Several holes in the tip begin to expel bursts of cloudy grey liquid, forming puddles on her and beneath her. And then, Hermitaur thrusted, attempting to force all of himself inside those soft lips at once.
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She could sense the annoyance from the Hermitaur as it sought entrance into her. He was even beginning to get creative in his attempt to find what he needed. As he moved side to side. His legs forcing her body to roll with the movement. With each roll her skirt would shift and roll up her thighs till eventually her bottom and sex were exposed. Sand sticking to her smooth flesh. Her breathing had become erratic, nervous and worry. Her eyes squeezing shut as she fought to stay calm. but when he rotated over her. it was enough for her to hold her breath. Feeling that slimy snake like appendage to slide along her skin. Biting her lower lip she waited, feeling as the Giant crabs irritated movements became jerky and grew more desperate. Thrusting along her body till it slid between her cheeks of her bottom. Running along her nether lips and ass as it continued to get closer with each movement. Her heart raced Beating quickly like a caged beast. before she felt him release a burst of liquid agaisnt her ass and nether lips. Was he finished.? she hadn't enough time to think as she pulled herself forward. her legs bracing in the sad. Before she felt his member slide back along her bottom, the tip sliding down before it thursted against her. The tip managing to find the whole enough for him to enter bun an inch. Tearing a gasping whimper. Her body immediately reacting to grip at it. Squeeze at it.
Thread: Hunted Instead

The member continued its attempts to work its way into her, seeking deeper into her heat. The hermitaur shifting its weight on its legs as it rubbed its rough skin against Vive with each thrust. Continuing to expel small bursts of grey, now inside of her, the wormlike appendage started to sway up and down, back and forth, trying to open up her tight passage wider so that the pulsing thrusts could go yet deeper. Emitting clicks and chirps, the crab placed both claws over her arms, now pinning her face and chest to the sand, continuing to push into her, increasing its force. Eyes on short stalks lowered to be level with her head, the clicks now emanating right next to her ear. The ooze coating the segmented shaft served to lubricate her opening, allowing yet more of the thick appendage inside of her. The blue goo was dripping down her thighs, puddling between her legs. The thrusts of the crab began to make obscene noises, a shlorp or shlick emanating from the friction with each inward and outward motion. The still very long portion of the phallus not in her yet waved back and forth, bending at the segment joints, attempting to work its way into Vive's lips. And still, the bursts of grey splashed inside of her, noticeably cold against the heat of her passage.
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Upon the entry of the crabs Member made everything of her tense, her breathing held before her body gripped onto its long segmented shaft. Feeling as inch by inch of him moved,squirmed and pulsed into her. Small whimpering gasps escaping her lips. Brows drawing tight together, her eyes closed. She felt his movements above as he pinned her. A chilling flow came in small busts from the Hermitaurs member. Trembling she lifted her hips till they bumped against the creatures under shell. Stopping her as she drew her knees to either side. supporting both their weights. The position, though not exactly what she wanted allowed the beast above to press further into her. Tearing pass the barrier of innocents before finally colliding with a last barrier. Her cervix. The head of him chilled her gate as it pressed at the whole of her cervix. Making her cry and try to push herself forward. The tearing through that innocent barrier was enough to send a wave of scorching heat through her loins. drawing the inner walls of her sex tighter around it.
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The feeling of pressure upon its member caused the giant crab to push harder. Snik and snak noises clicked through its head and its legs danced spastically in place. Squirming frantically now, the blue goo oozing from the appendage was thrown off in small clumps. Leaning back on its legs it began to pound mercilessly, forcing more and more of the cock into her, twisting and bunching inside. The small spurts stopped as did the excretion of blue goo. Quick chirps started to emanate from the crab. The hermitaur froze, holding completely still as deep inside Vive as it could. The segmented shaft began throbbing, then spasming, as a seemingly improbable amount of honey-thick orange semen began pumping into her abused pussy. The volume was large enough that it started to drip out of her in long thick strands, staining the sand orange. Every part of the hermitaur remained still, save for the throbbing of its shaft. After the spasming subsided, the segments began to shift over themselves, the cock slowly withdrawing, carrying more and more of the semen out with it. A sickly sweet smell was now noticeable, coming from between Vive's thighs and the pile of semi-translucent seed now pooling beneath her. The hermitaur scuttled side to side briefly, finally deciding on a direction to travel, and scuttled off.
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Her cries of pain echoed through the forest. Rebounding off the trees, gaining notice by whatever creatures were within hearing distance of them .Her walls were squeezing at the Crabs segmented cock, her muscles working to push against him but the creature seemed unaffected. In fact with the movement of him pressing her hips down things were about to get worse for her. His thursts proved true. Hard thursts bucking wildly within her. Sending his member crashing against that final barrier,. It nearly began to give in, nearly buckling against the onslaught of thrusts. Her cries meant little to the monster his body soon stilling above her. Her breathing ragged, nearly uncatchable as she fought not to pass out. She glanced up to the creature. Who remain still, besides the pulsing wave withing her caused by his member. But that wasn't it. Soon a flood of warmth followed suit. Her eyes grew wide, hips shifting under his weigh. The warmth was his seed as it flowed through her. Filling her womb with heat which soon flooded from her entrance. Tears trickled freshly down along her cheek. her head lowering as she felt him move above her, his cock retreating to the safety of his under belly. He took off without though leaving her laying on the sandy shores. His seed making her sex stained with her blood,and his semen. She felt used,sore,raw, small tears stinging as she pushed to all fours. giving a quick look around before she crawled to the waters edge. wanting to cool the heated ache and to clean off. Slowly she lowered herself into the cool crisp waters offered up by the ocean. a small gasp escaping her lips as she tenderly cleaned off the evidence left behind by the crab. pushing slightly to push what sh could of the seed.
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Her screams had alerted other monsters to her presence, though none of them were so close to her that they attacked immediately. Instead most of them continued what they were doing, only few starting to stalk closer to see if they could benefit from the wails. The more imminent threat was the swarm of Ludroth attracted by her screams and splashes. Barking loudly, they started to approach Vive, splashing in from where they had been idling underwater further down the beach. Their green and yellow forms glistened in the water, swiftly swimming towards the girl. They were far enough away that Vive could perhaps run inland, if her limbs would do what she asked of them. Their motion was swift at the moment, but they would slow down considerably upon reaching the shallower water. Of course, where there were Ludroth there was generally a Royal Ludroth. This time, the large male was positioned just a little bit inland, having been sunning himself where the plains met the beach. Vive's wails, followed by the barks of his harem, had put him into stalking mode. Lying in wait for the girl to be driven into the plains, right into his path.
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She was to focused on tending to herself. cleaning away any remaining semen, or the grey and blue substances that the crab left to stain her body. Her heart still beating rapidly within her chest. Her hands trembling as they ran over her tender slit. It was silent, or it had been before she heard the barking and calls of Ludroths in the depths before her. making her pause as she turned her green eyes to the span of water before her. She stood. Her legs wobbling beneath her weight, unsure of themselves as she forced them to move with her. Watching as the Ludroths barely break the water. As they made way slowly towards her. Her mind was racing as she backed away. Glancing around quickly. Were there are Ludroths there is the Alpha, the Royal Ludroth not to far away. It wasn't till she was close to him did he rise from the water. Her spongy man puffed up . This made her eyes grow wide, he had blended into the water easily enough. With the sighting she turn on shaky legs taking off in a run. Her legs moved as fast as they would allow her to. Her pale skin still rosey from the previous encounter, her hair mussed with water and sand, she honestly looked pathetic.
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Towering above the girl, the Royal Ludroth released a loud roar, watching her attempt to run shakily away. He gnashed his sharp teeth loudly then shook his yellow mane, throwing the spongy sac back and forth. At the base of his body a huge prick emerged from between a next of scales. Its sides were made of the same pustules that made up the Ludroth's mane, drooping and shifting like they were full of water. The core must have made of something else however, as it stuck out perfectly straight. At the head there was a flare clasping in and out, doubling the width of the rod when it was at full extension. With a quick forward roll, the creature caught up to Vive, sending a huge splash of water in front of him. Now practically on top of the girl, he roared again. The lower Ludroths surround them, now forming a circle around the girl and the monster. Raising a clawed foot, the Royal Ludroth struck down the girl. The massive prick bouncing lewdly at the creature's underbelly as he positioned himself over her.
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his thundering steps made the earth beneath her tremble. Making it that much more difficult to run. She paid no attention to the emerging member that was becoming erect from beneath the Royal Ludroth to look only meant to throw her off and her legs at the moment weren't co operating with her as is. Her breathing grew ragged as she heard few barks and growls as the lesser Ludroths broke from the water. Scurrying across the sandy beach quickly. Moving a lot faster then the bigger one. Making her halt for the moment as they began to circle her. The rush of water up from behind her startled her as well as knocked her down. Giving the Large beast time to gain ground, as it awkwardly lumbered after her, with a quick grace. Once more trapped but this time by something so much larger then the crab. Bracing her self, she tried to crawl out quickly from beneath him. not wanting to experience what this beast was about to do to her.
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The creature placed a clawed grip onto the girl's shoulder, pushing her face down into the water. He rubbed the yellow, bulbous member over her back, rocking back and forth. The sacs lining the shaft released a thick slime with the pressure, coating her in a nearly opaque, yellow, sticky ooze. He lifted the girl up, releasing her from the waves and dragging her across the rocky ground as he stumbled out further into the water. Reaching a depth about level with Vive's neck, the creature rolled over onto his back, grasping her now in both claws and lining her puffy, abused cunt with his prick. He placed the tip, the flare currently folded in, against her red pussy. Pulling her back and forth across the tip, the Royal Ludroth let out another roar, quickly followed the barks of the still circling Ludroth. With another, final roar, he began to use those claws to pull her onto him, pushing hard to get the overly thick cock into her tight passage.
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His heavy weight bore down on her Her eyes squeezing shut her breathing erratic as she gave a sharp gasp as he shove her under he gent run of the water. Her hands clawing at the loose pebble bottom, mixed with the soft muddy sand. trying desperately to find something more solid to grab on to. She could feel the press of something hard along her back. the Ludroth himself moving to rub something against her back. Pressing his member agaisnt her back. in search for that already sore entrance. After a few moments, he found no entry he pulled her back more into the water. Her finger tips dragging through the sand as the water grew deeper and deeper yet. Reaching her neck Drawing every muscle in her body to strain as she tried to keep above. The roll surprised her tearing a loud cry as her fingers were torn from the sandy bottom to lay on his spongy mane, and firm chest. her legs flailing out and striking his sides as she gripped at his sides. Her heart was racing wildly in her chest. Her breathing frantic as she felt him press against the much smaller hole compared to his shaft. Even as he struggled to push into her he would find barely an inch managed to tear into her. Her needed more leverage. Even as she squirmed and gave an uncomfortable cry of pain. Her tight walls grabbing at the head of him
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His attempts to pull her onto him using her arms being unsuccessful, the beast roared and thrashed a little more. Moving his claws from her arms to her waist he lifted her and shook her back and forth with a roar. Using his now much better grip, he rubbed her up and down his shaft, again coating her with the yellowish goo oozing from the spongy pustules lining his cock. Grunting and panting, the beast seemed to enjoy feeling her soft skin against the hideous member. Folding the flare at the tip of his prick inward once again, he placed her swollen cunt at his tip again. This time the royal ludroth had more leverage, his grip being tight around the Vive's waist. But he didn't just shove himself in there. Instead he rolled once more, submerging the girl, the sticking yellow material coating her not dissolving in the water. Once submerged he attempted his thrust again, pulling her down harder than before, using her waist and legs to try to tear through her. The rest of the ludroth still continued to circle and bark, though some of the lesser males had also become erect. Their similar, though smaller, members stuck out from them as they began to circle closer. Small roars bursting through the water as they nipped at each other to determine pecking order.
Thread: Hogsdale Carriage Service Station

HOGSDALE CARRIAGE SERVICE STATION Services as a taxi tofrom Hogsdale and Hogwarts Secondary Location Hogsdale, East of Hogwarts Secondary, Town Center
Thread: Hogsdale Carriage Service Station

Name Alice Katherine Snow, Alice HouseYear Ravenclaw4th year Blood Type Muggle-born Wand Cherry, 10in, Unicorn Hair, Swishy Broom Doesn't have one. Attire Ravenclaw uniform and robes. Location Hogsdale Carriage Service Station Travel Not Applicable Tagging Anyone Alice slowly entered the busy service station, other students already having gotten there well before herself. Letting out a tiny sigh, she knew it would be a bit of a wait before a carriage would be free for her to load up. But she also knew she'd have to put her name in for the 'wait'. We'll probably be here for a bit, Pip, Alice whispered to her cat, reaching in to give him a small pet as she got in the line in which to give her name for a carriage to help bring her things up to the castle. After several minutes, Alice was finally able to give her name and was told it would probably be about 30 - 45 minutes before a carriage would be free to help bring her things up to the school. She gave a nod and proceeded to push her luggage cart aside so that those behind her could do the same as she'd just done. Letting out a tiny sigh, she walked around to where Pippen was and let the cat out of his carrier and took him into her arms. The orange and vanilla tabby couldn't have been happier and began to purr loudly. Well, aren't you happy, Alice laughed as she sat down on the edge of her cart. She gently placed Pippen in her lap and began to rub his belly making him purr and nuzzle her with great love and affection.
Thread: Hogsdale Carriage Service Station

Name Nickolai Dominique, Nicko HouseYear 1st yearunsorted Blood Type Pure Blood Wand Willow, 10 and a quarter inches, flexible.Veela Hair Core Broom Don't have one Attire Standard Hogwarts Uniform Location Hogsdale Carriage Station Travel NA Tagging Alice, anyone Nicko walked into the carriage station unsure of what to do really and his cat who had been quiet for most of the trip was starting to get antsy being cooped up in a cage. Nicko stopped and looked into the cage after his cat Ryley whined loudly drawing attention to him. Ruhige Ryley wir sind fast da! He said in a nervous tone looking around at the people staring. He sighed and looked around. he wasn't normally one to walk up to a stranger and ask for help but at this point he needed to or he'd be left behind. Nicko swallowed hard and adjusted his tie before walking over to a young woman who had what looked to be a school uniform on. Excuse me....er....can you help me, I am new here and don't know exactly what to do I was only instructed on how to get here not what to do when I did get here ,Nicko said quietly, he had an accent and it was noticeable but it wasn't so thick that people couldn't understand him. My name is Nickolai ,he continued. He held out his hand not wanting to be rude.
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An eighteen year old girl, her light brown hair in a cut similar to Alice, moved closer. She felt very out of place, a sure indication she was not from around there. She was obviously a First Year for the University, but she kind of held back for a minute. She took a breath and moved forward, her American accent showing just how out of place she must have felt. She was holding a calico cat, whom she stroked very softly as she spoke. Um.. hi... My name is Ashely,.. I am also new here.. She carefully extended her hand, hoping it wasn't too forward. She looked at Alice, her eyes telling her she was so not used to England alone, let alone knowing what she was supposed to be getting her way around yet.