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Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

Leon watched as she pushed herself against the wall and as she continued to speak, the words were once again not anything he was willing to listen to so they simply fell on deaf ears. I will not stop you from trying to leave. It is your will, follow it. But you can not deny my own. It is my right. He would move his arms across to hold onto the sides of his arms and grasp them tightly and as he did, he would drop down to his knees as he pulled on his arms till it looked as if he might have pulled them out of the sockets but then came the cracking sounds as he hunched over, taking in breath after breath, each one getting heavier and heavier, her scent coming into his nose and encasing his mind. He had not had a true mate in what seemed like forever. His body began to pulse and seemingly grow right then and there, hair beginning to grow over him as he began to change back to his true form.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

She was shocked to learn he would stop her from leaving. Part wanted him to so badly she could taste it, but then her senses caught up with her and she began to push away from the wall. Her eyes never leaving him for a second. And she began to move she stopped watching him crouch down and she is the most horrific sound. It sounded like bones where popping from their joints, and his body began to be covered in fur. She froze again, her mouth hung open in shock and in terror. She was shaking now thinking she may have lost her mind completely. This couldnt be real.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

Leon's body became overtaken in fur, it seemingly rolling from his chest and head to the rest of his body. His arms and legs would turn and twist in different ways, the hands forcing themselves together and forming large paws, claws digging into the ground. A tail would force itself out and upward as his head grew and a snot took the place of his mouth, rows of sharp teeth become clearly visible. The sounds began to dim until they were no more. The massive canine would slowly pull itself onto all fours, his eyelids opening to reveal the emerald eyes behind them as they locked themselves onto the woman. They were far more primal as the cock between his legs was a large red member that dangled, almost touching the ground as the wolf began to move toward the woman, his eyes locked on hers.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

She had no where to go, her back now against the wall again. Her finger nails digging into the rock. Her eyes huge and skimming the mans body. No he wasnt a man this was wolf, a huge wolf. His brown fur was beautiful, his eyes huge and alert. Alaina saw a sight that made her gasp, manhood large and red, and ready. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out. Then again she smelled that scent so strong like in the woods, it was intoxicating again. She smiled on the man when well he was a man but now as he stood before as the wolf it was much stronger.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

The large hulking canine would move closer to the woman and stop as his head was just to her chest but that wasn't what he wanted. His head would move lower to the pants. They were a hindrance and it only proved his point earlier as it was only problematic. His jowls would snarl back as he would bite at the pants, raising a paw to scratch a long hole along the side as he would then begin to shake his head violently, back and forth in order to tear the clothes from the woman. The force was surely enough to move the woman from the wall as well if the pants did not come off fast enough, she would surely be lifted off her feet and would drop only a foot or so to the ground once the bottoms were removed.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

Tears now welled in her eyes as the wolf moved closer to her. She was shaking uncontrollably as felt his hot breath on her chest. Go away she tried to yell but her voice was bunch of sobs. As he head move down her pants.She felt him begin to tear at her and she screamed now fearing he was trying to rip her legs off. As she felt to the ground she realized he was removing her pants, she now lay on her back her womanhood covered in a pair of black lace panties. She began to try to get up her arms and legs were shaking casing her actions to be slow.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

Leon would shake the now removed pants violently a few times and then released them to fly to some unknown part of the cave. The woman was now on the ground with more cloth covering up more of her. As she turned over to get up, Leon would move up behind her, his mouth coming down over beside her face, his cock sliding along her back. His panting forced hot air from his mouth as his tongue hung from it. He would move his hips back and sliding his member against her back, sometimes sliding in between her legs and rubbing against her and pushing her forward with each thrust, aiming to push himself into her but not being able to hit the right spot to enter her as this was unknown territory.
Thread: A Dying Breed (Leon and Nightsorceress)

She was exposed to him now, as she tried to crawl away. Suddenly she felt it, his massive member rubbing against her, but it just rubbing against her, it was seeking her womanhood. She screamed out at the realization of what he was trying to do. Please no, I am virgin that thing wont fit inside me please. Tears pour down her face, but something else was happening that caused her to cry harder. Part of wanted this. He slit was growing wet and warm wanting to receive him. How could her body be betraying her like this. No please stop please
Thread: Felicia's Fancy Fabulous Fun

Hiya I decided to make a journal to catelog my random musings, ideas, weird kinks and the like. So this is a good way to get to know me and see if you'd like to know me better. Today's topic cum inflation. I don't know what it is, but it's always turned me on. Despite being so totally unrealistic and nonsensical, cum inflation is such a weird turn on for me. I think it also has to do with my minor breeding fetish. The two seem linked. That's all for now. I'll add new posts as they hit me. Thanks for any who read and feel free to comment below.
Thread: Beyond The Veil's Space Of Sorts.

Character Biography Name Annela Taayenheim Age Twenty-three Gender Female House House of Taayenheim. Princess. Father Ragvald Taayenheim. King of Tsornyl and Annela's father. After the death of his beloved wife, Ragvald has done his best to raise his children among the growing concern of the lands particularly rival kingdoms that would seek to invade. He is a good leader. One that cannot stand around to do nothing even going so far as to be in battle himself. He is very guarded around his children. Mother Eeva Taayenheim, deceased. Stricken with an unknown malady when her children were young. Brother Aurick Taayenheim. The only prince and quite a formidable foe on battle in the name of his father. Annela and her brother get along but their relationship has been strained by different views and miscommunication. He believes a woman's place is not on the field rather at home. Annela disagrees with him greatly. Physical Strength Annela is fast on her feet, agile. Unbeknownst to her father, her teachers, former men of battle, taught her nearly everything they learned of battle including close quarters combat and that of long range combat with weapons suited for her. Not entirely strong, Annela can defend herself and avoid precarious situations. Physical Weakness Lacks upper body strength and muscle tone in her upper body. Mental Strength Strong-willed Mental Weakness Often has the tendency to overthink things instead of trusting her instincts.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

The Archway flickered into life. The odd, almost sentient magic that flowed within and from the stone doorway began to awake from its long slumber. Someone was close. Its prison had been broken? It was now free. How long had it been? Decades? Centuries? No, it had been aeons since the Archway was sealed away from the world. In a large chamber far below the ground, The stone passageway stood at the end of a walkway, unlit braziers guiding the path to it. Sunlight slowly began to work its way through the ruins and when it graced the surface of the Archway, the ancient runes and markings on its surface shimmered with life. The magic was rejoining the world at last. As if to reward it for the long, long slumber, a new victim seemed to be approaching. An explorer and an adventurer, its usual prey. Even more importantly, female. As it sensed her approach it called out gently like a sirens song, tugging at her curiosity, guiding her closer. The world had been much different back then, when the Archway was sealed away from this mortal realm. It had been an age of myth and legend, of monsters and heroes. And even then the Archway had been old. Older than time itself, its original creator unknown, lost to the ravages of history. The wise mages and sorcerers that locked the Archway in its prison hadnt known much about it, nor had they been able to read the magical writings that granted it power. They had known enough, however. It was a portal to another realm. One that few people returned from and those that did were forever changed. The magic that surrounded the Archway breathed deep of this new world. A world of science and technology. A world that had left magic and monsters behind. This would be fun. Ae it lured its prey closer, the space between the Archway shimmered and the portal activated. It was invisible to the naked eyed, but a step through the Archway would lead the approaching female to the realm on the other side. A dungeon awaited on the other side, built of dark stone. The first room was small. Torches flickered on the walls, the flames a magical green. There were two corridors and writing on the wall between them in the same long dead language that covered the portal. Diagrams covered other walls depicting fantastical monsters and lewd images of naked women. And in one corner was a message carved into the wall by crude means. It repeated over and over and read There is no way back, only forwards. Forward and endless pleasure. One of the corridors was dimly lit. It seemed to lead further into the dungeon, while from the other came a natural light and the sound of bird song. A choice for our heroine and the first of many in this Perverted Dungeon.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

Clarissa Clair Anderson, was a beautiful woman, short but athletic and fit, mostly from how active her job kept her. She had rich auburn hair, tied back into a short tail and rich emerald eyes behind a set of glasses. She was dressed for the hot environment, sturdy boots, a pair of cream shorts, a white tank top and a water proof jacket wrapped around her waist. All did a good job of showing her tanned skin and elegant curves, while none of it intentional. She was a practical woman and how attractive she was never factored in to her hikes through untamed wilderness. Clair was an archeologist, specialising in uncovering the truth behind old tales, as those often lead to interesting little discoveries, at least in her opinion. Shed been following this one for a few weeks now, a cave where a great evil had been sealed away, somewhere the natives avoided and every record had been erased. But she had been able to puzzle out a rough area, mostly from the sheer absence of anything there, it was four enough and it is what lead her to the ruin. The woman marvelled at the sight of the Archway, so unlike anything else she had encountered around here and clearly ancient. As she walked up to it, snapping a few pictures with her high quality camera, she knew she had just made the discovery of a lifetime. She should have turned back, gone and got a team together to explore this place properly, but her curiosity held her, made her get closer. She spent several minutes at the archway, documenting every inch she could, the strange runes, unknown to any language she had come across. But she couldnt stop there she had to keep going, keep moving forward. Passing into the hall beyond the arch, she stopped at the wall, breathing a excited little gasp. The pictograms were so detailed and well preserved, yet the structure itself, she staggered to think how long this had been here, pristine as if it had all been carved yesterday. She took pictures and notes, studying it all, even if the language with the carvings was still alien to her. The lewd content did not bother Clair, human history was filled with depictions of the naked body and sex, even with animals in some societies. She wondered to this buildings function, a temple to some fertility god perhaps? She at last turned to see her two options for proceeding and frowned at the light and bird song. Had she missed another entrance into this long forgotten place? Curious and wishing to be thorough, she proceeded on toward the birdsong, her mind trying to rationalise the fact that there should be no way outside from here, picturing crevices that filtered light from above down here as she stepped through.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

Once Clair stepped through the Archway she would find herself trapped. Once inside the first room the shimmering in the Archway would cease, cutting off access to the chamber and, ultimately, the mortal realm from which she had come from. No amount of trying, pleading or logic would allow access. The Archway was purely a one way portal. As Clarissa proceeded down the corridor that promised sunlight and birdsong, weeds and grass would begin to sprout from cracks in the stone. The further along the corridor she travelled the more there would be, until eventually the stone floor disappeared and Clair would find herself walking on grass, almost as if the corridor was about to lead her into and open, grassy meadow. The birds continued to sing and gentle breeze flowed down the corridor, carrying with it the scent of wild summer flowers and the sound of flowing water. Finally the corridor opened out into a huge, impossible chamber. Stepping from the corridor, Clarissa would find herself atop a grassy hill overlooking a river of all things, with fields and trees on either side. There was no discernible source of the sunlight, it came from nowhere and was everywhere. Clarissa would even be able to feel its warmth on her skin. This new chamber wasnt particularly deep the only other door was on the opposite wall that was perhaps a fifteen minute walk if not for the hills and river. However it stretched for what seemed like miles to the left and right. To the right a small village of wooden huts could be seen, small spirals of smoke raising higher, while a waterfall seemingly fell from nowhere in the stone wall, forming a pool which then flowed into the river. The river itself flowed and snaked through the chamber to the far left side where it became a calm, still lake. Humanoid shapes could be seen in the village, though they would be too far to discern who or what they were. However the more pressing matter would be the creature that stood knee deep in the river. Covered in black fur, horns curving upwards, the minotaur splashed water across its body. The beast, which wiped with muscle and was very obviously male judging by the shaft that hung between its legs, stood between the entrance and the exit of the chamber.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

Clarissa didn't even look back when the Archway cut her off from her own world, too engrossed with her research. Oh she would come to learn just how trapped she was eventually, but right now the thought of going back was far from her mind. She had made the discovery of a lifetime, quite literally in fact, though she didn't know it. Heading down the path she pulled out from her small backpack a little voice recorder. Although initial site is well preserved, Right passage quickly deteriorates and gives way to flora. Either the structure was intentionally built this way, or this part of the ruins was unable to resist the spread of time as well as the rest. Easier than stopping and writing, she would have a lot of notes before she was done, she was sure of that. Coming to the chamber proper, she was overwhelmed by it all just the vast... wrongness. They were inside still, unknown light providing for this small ecosystem. The chamber's dimensions were impossible, unless this was outside but even then, she was sure that nowhere like this existed outside the cave she had found. There was a village, a living village down here where no one should be living, and then there was the beast. She refused to call it a Minotaur, even though that's all her mind screamed at the sight of it. The bullheaded man defying everything she knew about the animal kingdom, and she couldn't just help at gawk at the impossible creature standing not but a few minutes from her. When she was reasonably sure she wasn't in fact going mad, Clair stepped closed, looking down over the river and the beast bathing within. Pulling her camera back out she began to snap some pictures, crouching low to get several steady images. She needed to document this animal, no way in hell anyone would believe her about this without proof. She wasn't being particularly quiet about taking the photo's, nor was she hidden from the beast.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

As Clarissa stepped into the huge chamber the doorway behind her silently shimmered and sealed shut, a brick wall filling in what was once an open doorway. The only way out of the chamber and its strange ecosystem was forward, past the bathing minotaur who splashed water over his body, oblivious to the explorer watching him. As Clarissa took her photos of the beast, the wind soon started to shift, blowing towards the minotaur and carrying with it her scent. The monster in the river stopped as it picked up the strange new scent and heard the click of a camera. Snorting and grunting, the beast looked around for the source of the sound. At first it saw noting and waded to the far side of the river where it grabbed its axe. And then he turned around, giving Clarissa a perfect view of the front of its muscular body and the large, thick shaft that hung between its legs. The beast growled as it looked around before finally setting its gaze upon the hilltop and the young explorer atop it, holding her strange device at him. The beast let out a roar and began wading through the water towards Clarissa, axe in hand. However despite the axe it held, the large cock between its legs began to throb and as the beast breathed in her feminine scent, it started to harden and grow larger and thicker, seemingly with every step closer.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

Clarissa kept still as she took her photos, silently marvelling at the beast as she let it turn and move, getting the best angles she could. While she was yet to grasp just how much danger she was in, she was still treating it like a wild animal, something that might spook at the unfamiliar presence. She was fascinated with the creature, something lost to time and only held in myth. There was no doubt that a beast like this inspired the tales of the Minotaur in the labyrinth, the monster of Greek myth made flesh. She predicted a gentle giant, the traits putting it sharing several aspects with a bull, a grazing herbivore. It was male, clear to see with its disproportionately large penis, hanging like a third leg. She wondered just how evolution came to make such a beast, besides the resemblances to both man and bull, such a beast had nothing close in the fossil record. Biologists would be wracking their brain for decades over this... So lost was Clair in her thoughts and quiet picture taking, that she didnt even notice it had detected her till the beast roared and began to charge. She dropped the camera, it hanging from her neck on its strap as she stared wide eyed. At first axe caught her attention, a manufactured piece of iron and wood, not natural, not a simple tool, an advanced weapon. Either this beast had happened upon the discarded thing... or it was far more than a simple beast, and that thought terrified her. Not as much however as the hardening cock of the beast as it bounded up the hill toward her. The rational part of her mind was drowned out by sheer primal panic, the panic of cavemen as an aggressive male came to take what it wanted. She finally scrambled to her feet, turned tail and ran, instincts overtaking any rational argument she may have had. The explorer was running, for the door, for the safety of escape. At first she didnt notice as the solid wall loomed closer, then a new fear came as her sight told her what her brain said was impossible. The doorway she had come through was gone, not even a hint of where it may have been. She only slowed to not knock herself out on the solid brick. She began feeling, searching desperately as she gave panicked little cries. Her escape was gone, the door had left her trapped her. The scientist spun around, back to the wall as she cowered before the fast approaching beast. She raised her arms up to shield herself, as if they would protect from the horns or the axe. Yet part of her feared more what was standing upright against the beasts muscles body more than either of the certain deaths.
Thread: The Perverted Dungeon (JAK & KalTammy)

As the minotaur approached the cowering woman, he slowed down till finally he stood before he, grunting and panting anomalistically. He watched her curiously, noticing how her clothes were different to those of previous adventurers. The fact that she didnt brandish a weapon at him marked her as different. No matter, she would befall the same fate as all the previous explorers. Judging by the large, incredibly erect cock the minotaur was sporting, there was one thing on its mind. With a grunt it lifted its axe, before slamming it into the ground, embedding it into the grass and soil underfoot. After discarding its weapon the monster stepped closer to Clarissa and reached out gently, while its thick, hard cock pressed against her stomach. Its hands brushed lightly against her face, stroking her skin, running through her auburn hair. But then its hands started moving down to her shoulders, tugging at her clothes in an attempt to reveal more of her skin. Its eyes stared longing and lustily at her breasts, while it started pulling the straps of her tank top down her arms with a forceful strength. It had been so long since the minotaur had taken a mate. It couldnt remember how long exactly, but time worked differently in this realm. This new woman was different and wore different clothes than others in the past, but the monster didnt care. It needed her now. Its hands moved down, sliding over her breasts, groping and caressing them through her tank top, before moving down, feeling more of her athletic body. It knew it was going to enjoy her. The beast was being gentle so far, however it was also quick to anger. Should Clarissa start to fight against the beasts advances he would likely flare up in anger, tearing her tank-top open, before gripping her shoulders and pressing her down to her knees.