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Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

Tess whimpered as the water kept running over her body, it was almost like the river itself was alive. The movements were too precise, too purposeful to simply be the currents. But then how could water be alive? She thought maybe there were some kind of fish in the water but she could see nothing, and the feelings of something against her....it wasn't like something solid...it was definately liquid, simply moving in a different way to the liquid around it. But then finally...with one final tug Tess managed to slip free, gasping as she practically fell onto the tree, panting heavily as she took a moment to recover, shivering as the odd water dropped off her body. It was hard to tell if the entire river was one living thing or just made up of many living things....either way she didn't care right now, just shaking her legs a little to get the last of it off her, before sitting up. Hm? A voice...? Tess blinked, then looked around, gasping as she saw the alien creature from earlier, in much the same situation Tess herself had been in moments earlier. It seemed this alien was having far more problems than Tess however, the water seeming to be more aggressive, perhaps because it had lost one victim already and was determined not to allow another to escape. For a moment Tess thought about what she should do. On the one hand, if she simply left the alien then it was one less competitor in this sick contest. But then Tess had committed herself to refusing to participate....and having a friend, even one you couldn't communicate with, was almost certain to be an asset in this place. Right now Tess was alone...she needed any friends she could get. Hold on! Tess pushed her glasses back up her nose, then lay back down on the tree, moving closer towards the creature, then reaching out, grasping hold of the branch that the alien was clinging onto. Got it! Her other arm reached forward to grab the branch before it could be broken completely from the tree, though only just. Barely seconds after she touched it, the branch seemed to snap, almost tugging Tess off the tree, but she was able to keep her balance, just, clinging to the tree and the branch. H-hold on..... She growled, then pulled her arms in, slowly drawing the alien closer to the tree, whilst slowly shuffling herself back, moving them both towards the bank of the river. She had no idea if she was doing the best thing for herself here, but as arrogant as Tess was, she couldn't just ignore someone in trouble like this.
Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

The girl's body still tenses, breathing hard. She shakes her head and grabs onto the branch with both hands, her lithe arms flexing as she holds on with all her might while Tess drags the branch and her slowly along the length of the tree towards the bank. The waters still move fast and violently around her waist, more so the closer she gets to the bank and escape, until by the time Tess stands on the shore both she and the girl have to pull with all their combined might to try and escape the desperately tugging waters, doing everything they can to stop her from - she flies out of the waters. The sudden release throws Tess back onto the shore a moment before the girl lands ontop of her hard, winding Tess painfully. The girl still pants, arms shaking with the effort of lifting her torso off Tess' winded lungs. One hand moves, the white skin feeling very wet and soft as it holds Tess' jaw, grey-blue eyes full of concern. And something else. The eyes look down at Tess body laying underneath her own, all the way down to wear their waists meet, the girl's smooth and very wet skin barely pressed against Tess' own, incredibly wet between both their legs. A cry escapes them both as the wetness moves. A last clump of the green waters, one surface covering the space between the girl's three tentacle-legs, the other now covering Tess' pussy as well. The small patch of green liquid alone receives all the sweat from both girls bodies, reacting to move violently fast and hard over Tess' pussy, fiercely tugging and pulling at her lips, churning round her opening and blasting onto her clit. Something wet spirals all the way down both of Tess' legs, coiling tightly - two of the girl's tentacle-legs holding Tess' legs, tightening their grip to forcefully tug Tess' thighs open and holding the girls hips firmly against Tess', the moving wetness becoming solid as what feels like another pussy meets Tess' own. The girl is still panting very hard, but not moving further save to shake, brow furrowed as if she's trying to focus hard on not moving her hips, to regain control of her own body. The wetness jolts to life again and the girl's head thrust back, her hips uncontrollable thrusting her own pussy over Tess', the moving wetness lubricating and greatly enhancing the sensation of the girl's pussies moving against each other.
Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

YAH! Tess squealed and tumbled as she flew backover, the wind knocked out of her when the alien landed right ontop of her. Tess coughed then took a deep breath, panting heavily, her breasts rising and falling, pushing into the aliens chest, hard nipples sliding across the oddly textured skin with every breath, only causing more shivers to go through Tess' body, until the alien lifted itself up and looked down at her. Y-you ok....? Tess coughed again. I....couldn't just leave you there.... She took one more slow, deep breath, then gasped as she suddenly felt something, letting out a cry of surprise as something....moved...between her legs? At first she thought it was one of the aliens odd tentacle like legs, but the alien seemed just as surprised as she was. As the human girl looked down between their bodies she saw a clump of the water trapped between them...covering her pussy and...well she assumed the alien's equivalent was in the same location. H-hey! she tried to reach down, only to feel the tentacle legs of the other alien wrapping around her own legs, then force her thighs open. H-huh?! Hey! Hey what are you doing! St-stop it! We got to get this thing off us! Tess squirmed and struggled, then gasped again as she felt something more solid rubbing against her pussy. Nnn! Her overly sensitive body gasped at the odd sensation, the strange texture of the alien skin rubbing across her. Clearly the alien had lost it....lust seemingly overtaking her....whatever this species was they seemed to have much less self-control than humans. Tess' first thought was to try and push the alien away...but then she thought back to earlier...what had happened the last time the alien had been enraged....she didn't want to be on the receiving end of flying dart-like teeth. Hnn! Tess' back arched as the pressure on her pussy increased, causing her body to grind against the alien creature. P-please....d-don't....w-we got....got to get out....of here.... Her fists were balling at the grass beneath her, tearing it up in clumps.
Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

The girl's hips keep thrusting faster. What feels unmistakably like a soft wet pussy is rubbing over Tess' own, the girl's breath rising with Tess in time with each pang of sensation as the hard nub of a clit brushes over Tess', followed by the softness of two wet lips rushing along the sides of Tess' clit, hugging it, feeling like they're sucking slightly, then another pang as a second clit brushes over Tess'. The girl keeps moving, rubbing her whole pussy over Tess' from one clit to the other, the bottom clit parting Tess lips as it rubs up and down them, the soft rushing of the girl's lips against Tess' clit punctuating the sharp pangs of the girl's clits and fast breaths, the sensations all made that much more distinct by the constant movement of the liquid stimulating ever part of both their pussies. The liquid is moving so fast it can't seem to contain it all on one spot, spreading out, Tess feeling it reaching down to cover her anus, a swirl of sensation start there. A similar sensation is added to her pussy, the liquid having to forecfully rush in between the joining of the two girl's lips a moment to start spiralling over Tess' hole. The rest of the liquid returns to holding her lips against the girl's, everything getting suddenly worse as a strong current rushes to peel back the hood of Tess' clit so other currents can blast feircely into it from the sides while her exposed clit is rubbed faster by the other girl's pussy every moment. Despite the constant movement of the girl's hips and the tensing of the rest of her body, she seems to be trying to regain some kind of composure, holding her upper body up from Tess', shaking with every hard breath, but still trying to stay relatively still long enough to bring her hands together, wrists touching, fingers clasped - like she's... praying? Pleading? Apologizing? Perhaps all three, her eyes apologizing to Tess over her pleading hands, her body shaking as her hips keep chasing an orgasm the river denied her for so long. A splash of green hits her chest, the liquid having shot some of it up to cover the girls white breasts, their surface moving as the liquid spirals over them, tugging at her white nubs of nipples. The girl's throws her head back, a loud, vibrating cry escaping her lips, her hands flung forward to land on Tess' chest, the girl seeming unconscious to the fact she's squeezing Tess' breasts hard in time with the renewed thrusting of her hips.
Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

St-stooooop! Tess shook her head so much her glasses tumbled onto the grass beside her head, her arms unable to make a precise enough movement right now to retrieve them. She gasped at the odd sensation of the alien body against her, feeling the odd double-clitted pussy rubbing against her over and over, giving her sensations of pleasure she couldn't have imagined before. Then suddenly oddly textured hands were on her swollen breasts, squeezing them hard, timing it with the thrusting. She could see the alien's expression, almost looking apologetic...as if her body had stopped listening to her mind. Perhaps this species was more instinct driven than humans....less self-control after all. It was all too much for Tess to take though. Her body started to jerk and spasm, her back arching and grinding against the alien body as she ground her hands into the dirt beside her, then let out a high pitched squeal of orgasm. Again Tess' pussy practically exploded with fluids, soaking the alien's mid-section and driving Tess into an orgasm so hard she almost thought she was going to pass out, though somehow she managed to cling to consciousness. When the orgasm was finally over Tess collapsed to the ground panting, needing time to recover, her body feeling oddly drained of energy, yet she could also feel her stamina starting to return. Whatever the strange light from earlier had done to her it seemed the effects were more far-reaching than she had initially though. Maybe it was a way to ensure the 'contestants' in this sick contest didn't succumb to something as boring as exhaustion...
Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

The moment she starts to cum the sensations skyrocket. Before in the river the barest few drops of her cum had reacted with the waters to make them fizz, bubble and vibrate against her for a solid minute. Now as her pussy explodes fluids into the liquid it explodes over her, fizzing madly, vibrating so hard it almost feels like burning and freezing at once. The end of her orgasm brings with it unbearable sensitivity that her body desperately spasms to try and escape. But the girl's tentacles still bind her spasming legs wide open, still hold her recoiling hips firmly forward into the girl's own and still refuse to let her tensing pussy escape a moment of the desperate thrusts of the girl's pussy, keeping them locked together with the vibrating liquid so close to pain the pleasure feels like it will split her body in two. She can't distinctly feel the girls pussy desperately thrusting over hers, just another part of the agonizing intensity forcing her straight towards a second orgasm. The girl's own body is fully tensed back, green spiralled chest thrust so far forward and her head thrust so far back Tess can't see the girl's face and hair tentacles contorting with each breath, her eyelids turning pure white, the skin inside her mouth turning the same white as her bottom lip starts to split. Her breaths stops, whole body tensed, then releasing as her lip and throat split open, her white maw parting to scream a long moaning roar up at the heavens. Immediately the liquid starts madly fizzing with redoubled strength, now reacting to both their fluids, vibrating so much harder into both their shaking bodies as long as the girl's tentacles hold Tess onto her. And the girl doesn't seem able to let go. The vibrating liquid forces them both towards another orgasm, harder so every time one of them cums, an endless repetition of unbearable sensitivity and forced orgasms stronger every time, Tess' altered body forced to stay concious and receptive the entire time. After more time than either can guess, the liquid finally dies. The last of its vibrations dissipate over Tess clit, as the fizzing evaporates the last of the liquid into dead gas - and the girls body falls heavily onto Tess. She lays there atop her a long time, the liquid still on her breasts tugging them onto Tess', spiralling over both their chests together, moving them over each other as the liquid squeezes and tenses, spiralling the girl's nipples round and round Tess'. But after what they've just been through, this is almost relaxing, to the girl at least, collapsed over Tess, white hands holding onto her shoulders, head snuggled into her neck, pink eyelids closed as her full white lips earnestly kiss Tess' neck with the last of the girl's strength, before she seems to fall asleep.
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

RE A Defiant Age Cevl n' Myself Meanwhile, since he had helped the Warden with the architect and Brood mother, much had changed for Anders as well. He had hoped for it to be for the best, but it couldn't be. In the beginning, sure. He and Hawke had become friends, close ones, even, and he had thought one of the other people of the companions might had taken a liking to him, but in the end, it had all been for naught. Hawke hated him, or at least close to it, Sebastian had swore a blood revenge on him, and, well, he still didn't know if that one woman liked him or not, but she probably hated him now too. He had found himself somewhere in the country, where sometimes he, and sometimes Justice, was in control. He would fight everyone who opposed him, even against lethal odds, probably trying to find death, though he didn't know, or wouldn't admit. Even though he knew that what he had done was the only thing he could and should have done, he still hated himself over it, nearly as much as, he knew, all the others did. It was probably just because of justice he hadn't killed himself, but without Justice he probably wouldn't have done it in the first place. He had found himself in several places all over the world he knew, and some places he didn't. He had been around Ferelden, the Circle, had been to Orzammar, thinking maybe he could find someone there he couldn't beat as he had less power with magic there, but the only thing he had done was increase his skill with melee staff fighting. He had learned that, though dwarves weren't as vulnerable to magic, the end of a staff going through their eye still killed them. And afterwards he had even rid the Deep Roads of some more Darkspawn, though it could also be because he was found out, and needed a way to flee. He then heard the clicking of spiders legs on stone, and the louder noise of mail, sounding like running. He then looked around, and saw what happened. In his view, he saw a magical spider not knowing it was a shapeshifter, but seeing a big trace of magic around her running after some men. He decided he could deal with the man, then see if the spider was a worthy opponent. One strike of lightning, channeling through the air, was enough to kill them all, and one last blast hit the spider, hoping to gain it's attention.
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

RE A Defiant Age Cevl n' Myself The spider hissed as the lightning took out her prey and Morrigan twisted the grotesque body to avoid taking a similar blast it went sailing over the spider into the rock, the spider's hair all standing on edge. It turned toward the mage, exposing it's hellish fangs. When it seemed as if she would make a move against him, the magical aura changed, swirling around in mass amounts, before the spider disappeared and allowed the dark haired woman to step forth in it's place. Her yellow eyes flared with her temper, though she strained to keep it in check. So you swoop in over my prey, she murmured, leaning herself against her large mage staff that was fashioned out of ancient bark the Dalish had offered in giving the Warden and their companions new weapons, after they had helped eradicating the elves' werewolf problem. You dare attack me? Soft, almost bitter sounding, laughter followed her words. Tsk tsk, you should look twice before striking you never know what fly you are catching. She clucked her tongue. So what say you? Have you reason for attacking me?
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

The only reaction that came to the mage when he saw the Spider turning into a woman was a slight raising of his eyebrows. Though most people would at least flinch at seeing a shapeshifter, which was to say the least a rare sight, he had seen enough odd things in life that this wasn't even that special. I wasn't 'swooping' over your prey, I was merely granting them a quicker death then you would have given them. He said, his voice weary, not having been used much, but still showing signs of the compassion he once knew, and the things he had done. I didn't know there was a person behind the spider, so if you would have been a real spider, you should just have been supposed to be happy with a quicker meal, and roasted for that. It was only a mistake that the blast hit you, as it was designed to hit humans. Of course, all of this was one lie, swirled together in a net. But she wouldn't know. He had had enough experience, he thought, a little sad, with lying to people, that one more wouldn't know it was lying. Even while he was talking he was already busy preparing a spell that would use the traps and explosives the bandits had with them, to use against her. It was much less hard to do then throw fireballs at her which would do the same damage.
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

A smirk crawled its way over her lips, a skeptical expression across her dark features, those yellow eyes looking at him from beneath tendrils of loose raven hair that had escaped its confines. You think to lie to me? She tossed her head back with a mirthless laugh. You obviously don't know with whom you are dealing with. I'm no mere mage. No, not at all. I know when a spell is intentional and when its not. That bolt was meant for me, human or otherwise. Morrigan was the crafty sort, she knew the sort of webs in took to draw in your prey to believe your lies, the lines you had to feed to earn trust. She'd fallen prey to it, with The Warden. She'd thought to save him, but he'd cruelly turned his back on her, saying her magic was evil and unnatural. Maybe it was. Yet it had never failed her, not once. Save when it came to mother dearest. The witch always seemed to be one step ahead of her. You, even now, are scheming to use your magic against me. Do you think I cannot feel it? The mana answering your call from the Fade, swirling about and preparing your simple spells. She sighed almost dramatically. What do you care for those bandits and thieves? Slow death or not, they are certain to have caused more harm then good. Murderers, rapists, bullies unnecessary when we have Templars running amok. Why not save your magic for better uses?
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

The man had another slight raising off his eyebrows when she tore through his web of lies like a knife, making it her second today, with many more to come, probably. Not many were capable of going through lies in the way she did. Maybe he had gotten more rusty in it then he thought, or this woman was the worthy opponent he had been searching for. Maybe she'd even be able to beat him, or even kill him, though he doubted that. Not even this woman would be able to put him down. If his magic didn't work he would just have to come close and bash her face in, as she wouldn't expect that from a mage. Maybe it was meant for you, but what's the shame in a lie to keep off a fight? he asked her, placing his staff on the ground and leaning on it. And what is wrong about having a spell prepared in self defence? It isn't like you wouldn't have a spell handy when you would be me. He said, And when you have enough magic at your hand to be able to stay standing after a full day of fighting, why would you need to save one spell? While he was talking, the woman's body was fairly distracting, and her temperful yellow eyes were the only things that kept his own eyes interested enough to keep himself from trailing down with them. He was still a man, of course, and barely any straight man would be capable of keeping his interest up at her eyes.
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

Perhaps, perhaps not. I don't waste my time on speculations, She sighed and waved a hand, the action causing her barely contained breasts to jiggle in their slight confines. His concentration on his magic seemed to have dwindled some. You remind me of someone I knew, the comment was sort of off hand, not really her intention to be saying it. She clucked her tongue and shook her head. If you mean to fight me, I will give you fair warning I'm not easy prey, even for a mage inhabiting a spirit with malicious intent - oh, you didn't think I couldn't sense that? I am a threat somehow, I am unsure as to why. I am merely passing through, as I am sure you are in your...escape from the destruction you've left behind. She tapped her staff on the ground a few times, seeming to contemplate every inch of his black robed form with her almost feline eyes. What is your intent then, mage? Do we battle to the death? Ah, you and the wardens such a tendency to be melodramatic. A soft chuckle followed her words and she took a few steps toward him, though that was it.
Thread: A Defiant Age (Post DA2 - Cevl n' Myself)

What do you waste your time on then? Murdering people? Anders asked, his voice gaining a bit of sharpness that wasn't there before. He had a feeling who that person who he reminded her off might be, as she was someone he had heard stories about from that person. If I meant to fight you, why would I be standing here, talking to you? Giving you time to prepare spells of your own, while you can study my own moves for all the while? Of course, it could also be a charade, waiting until you drop your guard, at which moment in time I would snap my fingers, like this. he snapped his fingers. Or do some other movement, with which I summoned a force to attack you behind your back, preferably far away enough to not let it get noticed by your senses. Behind her, about ten meters away, probably more, something like that indeed happened. One of the thieves from before stood up, an empty look in his eyes. He drew his bow back and shot it at the back of the woman. He wanted to know if she would take his previous statement seriously, as, without eyes in her back, she had no way of knowing that he had actually done something. and when the Twang of the arrow shooting from the bow sounded, there was barely time to do anything.