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Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Marwen hurried home, shaking the reins of her wagon to inspire the horses to more speed. She'd had some goods sales of her liquers and potions at the fair, but now it was late. A fallen tree had forced her from the main trail and this one was heavily overgrown. The horses were growing restless, and she had begun to hear howls. Surely wolves would not bother a human? Not on a wagon. But these were no ordinary wolves, these were dire wolves, descending from the time of the ice age. A pack of them had survived somehow here in the deep forest. Unlike modern wolves, these had learned no fear of homo sapiens, viewing the species as just another source of meat. When a wolf blocked the trail, Marwen got out her loaded blunderbuss, and fired a hasty shot. It burned the wolf's side and the wolf howled calling in its pack. Marwen laid about herself with her staff, but there were far too many. She had no hope to be saved out here in the depths of the Black Forest. Meanwhile, at home, Burl had made a scrumptious dinner. He loved to cook and was also quite good at other home skills. The men in the village teased him about it, but his mother assured him that a woman wanted a man with many skills. So he could use a dagger or sword capably, and ride well. He just didn't relish hunting and killing the woodland creatures...unlike that uncouth wench Gertrude. The woman thought that because she had a bust it gave her the right to roll any man whom she wished. So far Burl had stayed out of her way, though the other men wondered why. But Burl was looking for true love and devotion. The 5'10 young man was handsome and thoughtful, often singing or composing poetry. His was a lover's sweet heart. But where was his mother? It was getting late.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Blythe is cursed to be a beast. It shall last forevermore, or until she can find it within her heart to show compassion for others. Being that she is locked away inside her castle Blythe doubts it shall ever happen. No, she is going to be imprisoned for the rest of her days, with her servants with those that look after her, but do not, personally, care for her. A howl tore through the quiet. Are there wolves about? Is there an intruder? Blythe drew back a thick curtain, peering through the heavy snow falling to the forest beyond. It is difficult to make out anything, but if she looks closely enough, she can barely pick out a small figure just on the perimeter of her property. A thief, perhaps? It may be cold, but it did little to slow the massive beast down. Her fur is thick, as is the cloak she had thrown about her shoulders. Blythes roar of fury echoed, scaring the wolves off for the time being. Unlike other wolves, these are fearless, ferocious, not afraid of anything a human is capable of. It is only because she towers over them all that they ran off, as it is. Every breath tearing through her throat, Blythe looked off into the distance, to make sure the wolves are far off before looking to the cowering figure by her feet. It is a woman. It has been so long since she set eyes on someone other than the furniture. Even so, she is trespassing. Come with me, Blythe growled, a hand going down to grab onto a small shoulder. Wh-What? No! the woman screamed, fighting against her but it did not take long for her to realize just how futile her efforts were. Blythe is easily three feet taller, and a great deal stronger than she. Please, she whimpered, no longer fighting now, but stumbling after the beast. Let me go. My son-! What about my son? He is no longer your concern, Blythe replied without thinking twice. It is true, though. Is he of age to take care of himself? Blythe can only hope. It is not her fault that the mother had gotten lost in this snowstorm, chose to wander onto her property to trespass. Quiet! Beyond the crackling fire, the toasty kitchen and the warm, welcoming living room Blythe dragged her to a cell, one of cold stone and unforgiving bars. It was here that she disposed herself of the trespasser, by throwing the woman inside of one. Please! Let me go! The cries echoed off the walls even as Blythe left her, breaking the silence with the sorrow her words held.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Is it wrong that she wants to banish this loneliness? To fill this hole that constantly eats away at her, threatening to consume her whole? Blythe paced about the parlor. It may be more adept to use the word stalk rather than pace, but she prefers not to use any words that make her feel more like a monster than she already does. How else is she going to feel, though? It is impossible to look into a mirror without feeling revulsion, to gaze down at her claws and recall the long, delicate fingers she had, once upon a time A low growl slipping free, Blythe began to pace once again only to find herself in front of a portrait, done in happier times, when she could smile without fear of being judged, of having someone cower in fear. Disgust ripped through her. No. Never again shall someone look upon her in reverence or in admiration, taken in by her smile or by her beauty. No, instead she will remain in hiding, far away from anyone and everyone. Noise from down below drew Blythe from her morbid internal musing, prompting her to turn away from the portrait to go investigate. It is most likely nothing. It is not uncommon for the servants to stir up trouble because it is far too quiet. What is going on here? Blythe growled, asking no one in particular, being that no one is within hearing range as of yet. Does no one respect her wish for quiet?! It was when she was halfway down the stairs that she heard a voice, one she did not find familiar. It was not one of her servants. Blythe paused, fur bristling fury rising as she recognized the voice of a certain candelabra, one that is known to push the rules to ignore the rules entirely when it suits her. Half concealed in shadow, no details could be said for sure, aside from her massive size. How dare you bring a man into this house! Blythe snarled, the words echoing off the stone walls. Without my permission! A hand pulled her cloak tighter about herself, as if that in of itself might hide her ugliness. Even so, he was appalled by her presence itself, for he gasped and stumbled back, gulping in fear. Of course he is disgusted. In his eyes, she is naught but a monster, a beast that should not be in the company of one such as himself. No, wait did he mention a woman? His mother? No. What are the odds of it being the older person locked away in her dungeon? No, the chances of it are fairly high. A woman is always someones mother, someones sister, someones daughter. Blythe felt a growl crawl up her throat, rumbling throughout her chest. Have you come to look at the beast, too? she just about snarled, eyes flashing with fury. I am the Mistress of this castle. Your mother should not have trespassed. I am keeping her. There is nothing you can do. Shes my prisoner.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Burl had several competing reactions to the appearance of the creature. A spike of fear, for she appeared so savage. But then, there was a strong hint of attraction. He'd always adored large powerful women, despite the jerk in his village. This female...such a massive bust and wide hips. Her lips so large and thick. He had to wonder what she looked like under her clothes. He looked at her in wonder and a little confusion. just WHAT the FUCK is your problem lady? You drag my mom, a harmless elderly, loving woman in here and imprison her? He marched up to her fearlessly, his mother was at stake. Look just because you are one gigantic enticing hunk of feminine wiles, don't think that you can get away with being a complete Arse! If you don't want me here, then let her go! If you hold me here without letting her go the entiring sodding village is going to be down on your cute fluffy rump. So you get a choice. Keep her and get a big ass full of problems, or...he paused to consider... Let her go and I'll stay. Willingly. After all, you may have given a crappy first impression, but with a form like that, I have to think you have some pretty enticing curves in that outfit. Or maybe you're some weirdo who's into old ladies? No? Then what good do you get by keeping her. Keep me and you get a willing companion as long as you treat me well. So what will it be? The old lady or the young guy who thinks you're hot?. He was breathing fast and hadn't even noticed that he was improperly hard with that massive erection that the women in the village were after.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Excuse me? Blythe growled, or perhaps the more accurate description is snarled rather than growled. I will have you know that she trespassed onto my land, and intruded in my home without my permission. If it were anyone else, the consequences would be more severe. He lies! A gigantic hunk of feminine wiles? Cute, fluffy ears? Please! Even she knows better than to believe any of that! Nothing about her is appealing, not now, not that she is this monstrous. I am not interested in negotiations, she felt the need to point out, though it seems obvious. Does he not understand the position they are in? Really? Uh oh. Truly? No. The village will not travel deep into the forest for one elderly woman Each citizen is too self-absorbed, too involved in their provincial lives to get curious as to the possibilities of anything different. Face to face with this audacious man, Blythe retreated into the shadows far too ashamed to be so close to one like him. Of course. How did she not realize this sooner? He is able to say such crazy things because he himself is handsome. He is able to face the world and, unlike her, have everyone bow to his will with naught but a charming smile. Leave me be. Blythe fought the urge to threaten him using her claws, and instead let another growl rumble throughout her chest. It sounds like it is too much trouble to have either one of you as prisoners in my castle. Be gone! Take your mother! I wish to never see you darken my doorstep again! Blythe dug into a pocket for the key. Pinia! Open the dungeon! Let the woman out! Blythe ordered the grandmother clock, already turning to head back upstairs. Maybe this is best. Blythe is not suited for company, and it is best not to be scrutinized within her own castle.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Burl was thrilled to get his mom back. But he knew those wolves might be a problem. My lady, my thanks for graciously granting me my poor mother. But I would ask two boons of you. She is old and not spry. The wagon is not going to get Us back lacking horses. I am no great warrior, but you...could you please escort us? I'd be glad to return to spend time with...my new friend. As he spoke he approached her at the base of the stairs. You are obviously a lady of knowledge. The women of my village are crude. Like monsters, they paw at me, wanting a feel. I can't help that men are so few. He was right on her now and stepped a few stairs above, so he was only looking a little above to see her. I see it in your eyes. You have presence. A woman worthy to get to know. Yes, I think this will work fine. You can guide us home. Tomorrow at noon, you can meet me at the same place where we separate and we can have tea here alone. Am I safe with you alone? I feel safer with you than any other woman somehow. He took her hand and kissed it softly. Do I hear mother coming now? By the way, I'm Burl and I didn't get your name. Burl was quite erect from engaging with her. The danger added to his excitement. Mother, this brave woman has forgiven us for trespassing and is escorting us safely through the wolves to close to home, isn't that marvelous His mother, confused and sleepy, nodded. Oh that sounds lovely dear. Just in time for tea. Burl took his mother's arm and that of the goliath sized female. I really appreciate your kindness.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Flattery will not work, not on her. It is without merit, and she knows not to believe such pretty lies. I will answer no boon, Blythe replied, her tone cold. I will let you have a horse, nothing more. I cannot go outside the castle grounds. I will be hunted, killed. I am not willing to risk my life for yours. Blythe recoiled from their close proximity, only he had taken her hand hostage, to give it a kiss. Does he not find her vile? Despicable? Repulsive? A snarl curling her lip, Blythe was quick to snatch her hand away, to bring it close to herself so that he cannot steal it again. How strange. Is he blind? No, it is obvious he can see. Perhaps he is touched in the head? Now that is a possibility she will have to take into consideration later. You are not safe, not here, not with me, Blythe spoke up again. I cannot, and I will not, guarantee your safety. I want you to leave. I do not wish to see you ever again. I want you gone. Do you understand me? The words slipping into that of a growl, Blythe dared to take a step up as to tower over him, impose her authority as she sees fit. My name? I am not going to give my name, if I am to never see either one of you again. All I want is to be left alone. Do you care to grant my wish? Fur bristling at this point, Blythe twisted about as to go down the stairs rather than up, seeing as how he is barring her way. Lumina! she snapped. Will you please escort this young man and his mother out? Wiz pleasure! Is it possible that this boy is the one? To break ze curse? Maybe! Both the candelabra and the grandmother clock went to escort the two out, as their mistress instructed. Blythe gathered her cloak about herself, twisting to leave them to it. No features of her bestiality can be seen, now that she is concealed in shadow.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Burl was sadden by her reaction, and he coldly replied. A horse...less than we came with. You know, it's a funny thing, I thought I saw nobility in you, but you slink away like an opossum. Cowardly, and far too fearful of what might happen to ever find out what could happen...so your life will be just this, alone and fading. It's a sad thing...I looked at the history of this great manor and could only think that a woman of great heart matched it. But your reply reminds me of an impudent, petulant child. I'm very sorry that you are too frightened to live up to what you should be. He had said much, maybe enough. But my mother taught me manners, did not yours? Before I can leave I should at least kiss your cheek as is proper. Or are you frightened that I, being so big and powerful, will ravish you because you are so weak. He closed his eyes and tipped his head up. If you are afraid, I've closed my eyes. Now get over here and give me the kiss that is a visitor's due or are you a thug inside? Your candle will have to set me on fire to make me move if you don't.
Thread: Beauty or the Beast - sex reversal (Camp and Frogger(

Blythe is growling by the time he finished his assessment of her, claws tearing the fabric of her cloak to shreds. How dare he-! Does he truly believe her to be cowardly? Fearful? No! It is not cowardly not to venture out, being that she shall be slain like a beast, nor is it fearful. Tis only the truth. Frightened? Her? Ha! Blythe shall excuse his ignorance, but only this one time. It came as a bit of surprise, not only to herself but to those in attendance, that she did not end up roaring with fury. It is all she did for the longest time, after the curse was cast. Blythe kept her back straight as an arrow as she turned about to face him, the look upon her furry features murderous. Not surprisingly, it required a great deal of effort to put a smile onto her face, even if it may come across as gruesome or menacing. Proper? I doubt you know what is proper, being that you demand much of my hospitality not only that, but imply that I am so cowardly as to fear the likes of you. I will, however, grant you a kiss, you ungrateful man. Blythe managed to say all this with the most polite tone she is capable of wielding, taking a step forward. Perhaps now he will reconsider his outlandish demands. He stands not a chance against the likes of her, thus if she wanted to hurt him, he would be at her mercy. A growl threatening to break free once again, Blythe bent as to plant a kiss upon his cheek. It is customary, after all. He will find it to be not at all pleasant. He is very handsome, however. It is not the same for her. This may be the only time she will kiss someone worth looking at until the day she dies.
Thread: Logging On (Honey + BloodRedRomeo)

See more Name Alexa Evans Nicknames Aly, Alex, Age 18 Height 56 Hobbies Gaming, Roller skating, skateboarding and anime. Info Some people would refer to Alexa as a tomboy though she doesnt wish to label herself because sure she swears like a sailor, is stubborn , isnt afraid of breaking a nail and would rather stab herself in the eye then participate in the gossiping and needless chatter most girls do but she also never leaves the house without make up on and has just as many dresses and heels as she does jeans, t-shirts and sneakers. Alexa is a confident outspoken young woman that knows what she likes, what she hates and she wasnt changing herself for nobody. Her attitude was, they can either like her for who she is or fuck off. Game Character Name Smashaly like smashely from whip it just spell with Aly Class melee, brawler Level 53 free image hosting Alexa had a lot of labels, skaterchick, troublemaker, punk, loudmouth biotch, but one thing that wasnt as well known was that she was also a hardcore gamer. She didnt just dabble, she was competitive, brutal and had one hell of a cadence. She was willing to even sacrifice her sleep and even more willing to get lectured by her teachers for catching up on that sleep during class. Sometimes shell even decide to dedicate her whole weekend and by whole weekend it meant logging on Friday afternoon and staying logged on until the Monday morning, her only energy source being willpower and a LOT of sugar and caffeine. Of course that meant by Monday she was feeling absolutely wrecked but she still went to school, after all the nurses bay had some pretty comfy beds. Her newest obsession was a mmorpg game called Overlord and it wasnt just because of the amazing graphics and special effects, nor was it just about the interactive game play. It actually, surprisingly, had a lot to do with a boy. Ecal, was his characters name and shed formed a three-person party with him and another chick at the beginning of the game. They all seemed to get along like a house on fire but even then shed only thought of him as just another online friend. Things had taken a turn one day when the two of them were farming some monster grounds while waiting for rosepetal to show up. Alexa had been afk for a moment, forgetting to tell him and when he asked what she was doing just standing around she replied, staring at your ass while youre doing all the work, what cant a girl appreciate a nice ass, then started their game of sexual innuendos and flirtations. Logging onto the game a bit later than usual, having spent more time hanging and chilling out at the skatepark than she had intended, she automatically opened her friends list. A small smile playing on her lips as she saw Ecal highlighted in green. She didnt really know what it was about the boy that gave her a fluttering feel in her stomach, its not something she ever felt before but she knew she liked it. WhisperEcal Hey, hows it going sexy - WhisperEcal Whats youre co-rods, Ill come over and the we can start the fun
Thread: Logging On (Honey + BloodRedRomeo)

Franklin Ian Marsh Nickname Ian Age 18 Height 60 Franklin was is what most would consider a nerd. He loves video games, anime, and is quite a good student. After relentless teasing in middle school for his appearance, he worked hard to reform his appearance and become a member of the swim team. However, he never lost or his his nerdy side, and has remained a staunch gamer to this day. He doesnt like the name Franklin much, but he despises being called Frank. So everyone knows him as Ian. Game character Ecai Class Melee, Healer, Paladin Level 51 Ian was the type who wore his label on his sleeve. While he didnt look the part as much anymore, anyone who spent ten minutes talking to him knew he was a nerd. He was the mastering type, always focused on any project that caught his eye. It could lead to trouble, usually in the form of procrastinating less interesting, more important things. Though he never failed to get things done, just not always done well. His current love was Overlord. What had drawn him in at first was the deep leveling system, allowing him to craft a unique, viable character. In his case, that was Ecai, his Paladin. While not very good in terms of damage, he could take a ton of punishment while throwing out healing and support skills. Luckily, he had found two players to play with at the very start of the game. Smashaly could decimate enemies with her close range damage, and rosepetal was a mage with crowd control and powerful lightning magic. The three made a great team. It surprised him even more to learn they were girls in real life. He had initially doubted them, but had come to believe both of them by now. Ecai had been chilling out in the northern Desolate Plains, the easiest part of the current map his group was trying to beat. While he could survive going into harder areas, the amount of time it would take to kill anything wouldnt make it worth it. So he had been running around gathering materials. He was also a blacksmith, and the best ore he could work with was found around here. So he was left to farm it as much as he could. Thats when he got the message from his party member. He smiled, happy to hear from her. WhisperSmashaly I was just waiting for my hottest friend to get on WhisperSmashaly for a good time grinding, come to the Desolate Plains WhisperSmashaly For the best time grinding, come over to my place
Thread: Logging On (Honey + BloodRedRomeo)

Alex looked at his reply thinking about how that boy always seemed to make her smile, even with just a few words. She like most people liked to look at good looking people but with Ecal she really wouldnt mind even if he looked like a typical nerd with big glasses and spindly limbs. WhisperEcal Oh, hottest friend? Do I know them? WhisperEcal best? Thats a bold statement, Ill have to come over just to see how true it is. WhisperEcal if youre lucky Ill even teach you a few things, Ill blow your mind WhisperEcal among other things - Smashly, alexs Character made her way to the Desolate Plains as she typed away, shamelessly flirting with the other boy. She couldnt help but be impressed by Ecal, he wasnt your typical guy who picked knight as a class to try and score chicks because of some corny knight in shining armour cliche. He was not only an excellent support during battle but he had put effort into developing a second class, blacksmithing. It wasnt an easy thing to master, it took time and cost an immense amount of materials to level up proficiency but he stuck to it and thats why even though she was a leveling freak who had a hard time concentrating on anything else, shed always take the time to help him collect materials. Once Smashley arrived on the seen, Alexa could finally spot the paladin bending over to gather some materials. WhisperEcal whoof whistle such a fine ass ogles WhisperEcal hey, how about you bend a little more over and stay still so I can get a screen shot p After having her fun she moved her character over to his and began to collect materials, it was tedious work but she supposed it wasnt too bad because Evaluate always made for interesting conversation. WhisperEcal Ill help you out, but just in case you forgot my help doesnt come cheap