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Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

No longer uncumbered by armor and less one scout, the elven troupe made their way along the hall. Stylized frescoes had been carved from the slabs, worn with age but still comprehensible, yet as they ventured towards the chamber the images grew more and more defined. And more and more debauched in turn... Depictions of raucous orgies and intense copulations, stylized to the point of exaggeration and explicit to the point of outright pornography. Women of several recognizable elven and human descents being claimed by everything from ordinary men to towering beasts and all that lay between besides. The heat only seemed to get worse, the longer they looked. At the end of the hallway a chamber lay. It seemed central, or at least close to that. Sunlight shone down from above, illuminating a massive altar in the middle of the great circular room. Atop the altar, an orb lay, swirling with eerie purple energies and seeming to drink in the light that poured down upon it, swallowing it, empowering it. Should any of the elves look closely, they might find it difficult to look away, the shifting power within the smoothed crystal evoking fascination, hinting that it might show more if only they would come closer... Folwin would find it difficult to keep from squirming as she waited. She could see the silhouettes of the other team, visible against whatever light came from the chamber beyond, but she wasn't supposed to be watching them. She was watching everywhere else to ensure that nothing and no one could sneak up on them. Minutes passed, heat growing, lust swelling, tempting her. Surely no one would follow them into such tight quarters... Numbers that helped in the jungle would only be a disadvantage within these narrow halls... Surely she could take a moment... Just a moment... Please herself, take the edge off. She would be a better sentry if she was fully alert and aware... ...Right?
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

Her bow was held in twitching hands as Folwin watched the blackness of the door. She had taken a seat on a raised outcrop of rock, smooth obsidian like much of the temple around her, and as she eyed the empty space of the doorway her slender legs parted. Inch by inch she spread herself out, biting her lip, trying to deny what she was doing to herself. Did she miss a movement? Her green eyes flicked upwards. She had been looking at the long, smooth, hard, shaft of her bow. Running her slender fingers up and down the polished wood. It was thick and powerful and, her heart beating, she maneuvered it between her legs. It took but moments for the dark haired scout to begin rubbing her panty clad mound with the bow shaft, whimpering out her heated need in the empty room. Her thoughts were on terrible things, dark things, of being taken by what might emerge from the black jungle outside and even though she told herself she was keeping watch, her muffled panting grew slowly into a keening whine for attention as she tried and failed to grind herself to orgasm. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Deeper in the temple, far beyond their masturbating scout, the other elven women looked around. The room's decorations were a cause of consternation among the group. Darshee and Verra tittered like schoolgirls, the brunette twins pointing out particularly exotic and intense parts of the decoration, particularly when they felt that Elre wasn't watching. Their leader was still on edge, her experience and her force of will fighting off the growing heat more effectively than the others, but she too found her eyes lingering over particularly large and impressive cocks. There was one the white-haired warrior found that had a human woman wearing little more than an elaborate bikini chained to the throne of a giant, slug-like, creature with a wide face and huge tongue. A strange almost monkey creature tittered and cavorted on its shoulder as it looked lustily at its slave girl. The noble elf, from a long line of courtiers and high society figures, felt a strange trill of excitement at the idea of being the slave of such a disgusting beast. Of being so thoroughly degraded. She was so distracted that she took her eyes off the blonde sorceress. Minue was climbing the dais in an almost trance, having shed all of her clothes at the base of the steps, her fingers outstretched to the purple orb swirling mysteriously on the altar. 'Minue no....' shouted Elre, suddenly turning back to see the young mage, but it was too late. Her fingertips made contact with the magical surface of the thing.
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

Soft footfalls sounded, a heavy creature walking lightly. Was Folwin imagining things? Hearing phantom sounds? Did she want something to emerge from the darkness? Her soft panting filled the room, wet squishing as her slick nethers ground against the bowstave. Had the shadows grown longer? Were the footsteps growing louder? She should stop, she had to stop... Or else... Or else... Or else... Maybe she didn't want to stop... Maybe she didn't care... One of the shadows was still growing, resolving into a shape, massive and bipedal yet feral and hunched. A mighty Saurus warrior stepped into the room from the upper passage, and fixed yellow eyes upon the likely-still-masturbating elven scout. Was it some sort of dream or delusion? Did she want it to be? The orb pulsed as Minue came into contact, a wave of force and otherness shooting out from it. The sorceress' hair seemed to rise and float as warp energies wrapped around her in a coruscating pillar, half-hiding her from sight as they twisted and writhed. Within the column, Minue would feel the fire tickling her, like a thousand teasing tongues running over her naked body. A thousand questing fingers seeking, caressing, teasing ... Around her... Inside her... It was wrong, tainted, and yet, it felt so good. Outside the pillar, the wave of energy had thrown the others back, tossing them to the ground, sending searing heat shooting through them, ramping their lust up even further. The chamber began to shake, a peculiar sense of weightlessness setting in as the floor began to sink. The exits to the room were closing, great stone slabs sliding into place to bar the doors. Only the pedestal of the orb remained where it was, the rest of the floor slowly descending. They could try to jump and climb onto the platform, facing the warpfire that was seemingly consuming their sorceress in doing so. Or they could wait, ready steel themselves, and be ready for whatever might lie below...
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

Minue threw back her head and gasped, writhing as the tendrils of arcane power slid over her body. Her naked form was suspended a foot or two above the ground, tossed and used by the warp energy. There was something dark and terrible in the power, the young mage knew, but in that moment she cared not. She surrendered herself to it, opening her mouth in a desperate moan, allowing it to take control of her. Elre vaulted for the pedestal as the floor beneath them began to sink, the white haired leader narrowly making the edge as the floor behind her slid away. She tottered on the edge, unsteady, but finally found her footing, now inches away from the gasping body of her mage companion. The twins had no hope. Far too far from the pedestal, they were forced to slide, watching their balance, towards each other, as defensive a formation they could manage as the platform sank into the depths of the temple. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Folwin saw the Sauren through a haze, her eyes hooded with lust. No matter how the tiny elf ground her wet sex against the bow, now liberally lubricated with her juices, she didn't seem to find piece. Her body still burned for release. The creature hulked, scale and claw over muscle and sinew. Reptilian eyes watched her from the darkness of the doorway as Folwin placed, slowly and deliberately, the bow to one side. Sliding up to her knees, not breaking eye contact with the Lizard, she slid her fingers up and down her nearly bare body. Her bra slid from her chest, revealing pert young breasts, before with a little flourish she released the tie holding her panties onto her slender form. Naked and revealed before the Sauren, she waited, kneeling on the stone, for him to approach.
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

For all the physical intrusions of the flames, it was not until Minue's mental guard lowered that she doomed herself to her fate. As Elre watched the flames coursing across the sorceress' skin began to thin, becoming more and more ephemeral as the fire faded, or at least that was how it seemed at first. As the tendrils of flame shrank, their actions became more and more obvious. They were flowing into Minue, pouring down her throat and filling up her insides from above and below. A tattoo that shimmered with that same violet power formed over the elven woman's womb, branding her, and when Minue's eyes opened, the formerly ordinary pupils now glowed with tainted tainted light of the flames infesting her. Within her body, Minue felt heat rise, roaring, wanton and consuming. Her body was burning, burning with desire, and a voice whispered into her thoughts as she looked at Elre. You want her... You may take her... Bring her to us... A litany of want , of desires to suppress, to dominate, to own and enslave all she saw. Below the pedestal on the sinking floor, the twins saw the purple light slowly flicker and fade away, but they had to be careful. If they spent too long looking up, they might miss threats emerging from below... As they descended, falling deeper and deeper on their platform, water began to creep up under them, cool and dark. Sources of light came into view, but as the platform sank, the water climbed. Finally, it stopped, just past their hips. It was almost a relief, to be in the cool liquid, it soothed the heat in it's own way, yet unbeknownst to them, it also increased sensitivity. If they spent too long in the liquid, even the mere motion of it against their skin would be enough to paralyze with sensation, and that was to say nothing of the creatures living within. Every motion would bring the attention of the many-limbed monsters., and already some were moving, reaching out their tentacles towards the elven girls, drawn by the rumble and shudder of the platform that they new meant either food or breeders awaited them. The Saurus' expression was impassive, but as he watched Folwin give up on the bow and slowly cast away the last of her garments, he reacted. He shifted at first, and then she saw it, his cock growing, thick and ribbed, an immense shaft to match his muscular body. It was already slick, naturally lubricated by the lizardman's own biology and ready to be used. His breath steamed in the air, a low growl filling the silence, and then he moved , faster than she would have expected for one of his bulk. In the blinik of an eye he was in front of her, his cock inches away from her face, bobbing slightly from the rapid motions and glistening in the light from outside. One clawed hand was next to her throat, but as she watched, it clenched slightly, then relaxed. The Lizardman folded his arms and waited, wanting to see what the lust-drunk kneeling high elf would do left to her own devices first. ...Wanting to see her break down and choose...
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

Folwin exhaled, her hungry eyes running up and down the muscular body of the Saurus warrior standing before her. She arched her back, thrusting her perfect breasts up into the foetid air of the underground catacombs, taut nipples cutting the air. Her hot face brushed against the scaly fingers of the beast, a desperate need coursing through her system. She spread her legs, one hand parting her aroused lower lips invitingly, revealing the tight wetness between her thighs. Her breath came in pants as she exhaled, reaching out with questing lips. Her mouth brushed his cock, tasting its slick lubrication, before Folwin opened her lips in a soft 'o' and began to take the head of the cock into her mouth. It was thicker than any she had had before, save for the Beastmen who had tried her body when they captured her, and her dark head began to bob lewdly as she sucked on the lizard's shaft. xxxxxxx 'Minue?' Elre only got a moment, just a split second, before the curvy blonde was upon her. She dodged the first lunge, sidestepping out of pure instinct, her hand grabbing Minue's wrist as she did, but the other girl was fast. Unnaturally fast. She pressed her body forward, spinning in hold, so that she ended up with her bubbly rear pressed against Elre's groin, having wrapped the white-haired leader's arms around her as she spun on the spot. She gyrated her body, grinding them together, despite the leader's stuttered protests. Elre could feel her body reacting in spite of itself, the latent magic of whatever the sorceress had triggered surging through the air around them. 'No Minue'. Instead of her usual ringing tone of command it was an almost whine. A pleading attempt to feebly get the blonde to stop. But stop Minue wouldn't. Whatever had spoken to her was now ringing in her ears, and she reached up, pulling the resisting face above her own down into a passionate, probing kiss. xxxx In the water, in the darkness, it was a more desperate affair. The twins thrashed, calling out to each other in the blackness, hearing rather than seeing the creatures beginning to move. Their bodies had the same ache as all the other elves in the place, but there was something about the terror of the pit that instinctively told them that this would not be sensual or seductive. There was a craving in the air, a hunger in the void around them. 'Darshee....' Verra called out, her voice high and panicked. What had started as a call for help turned into a cry of alarm as a beast loomed up behind her sister and Verra could only watch helplessly as Darshee was pulled back into its clutches. Then she too began to thrash as cool tentacles began to circle around her legs and tug at her resisting form.
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

Any attempt to reply from Darshee would be cut off quite suddenly by a tentacle, thick and ribbed and yet prehensile and wriggling at the same time forcing it's way past her lips and down her throat. Slime spread where it touched, changing her, twisting her, making her more elastic, more flexible, closer to the ideal breeder it sought. Verra's captor on the other hand was more insidious. Rather than lifting her out of the liquid it held her down, pinning her feet to the bottom as its tentacles crawled up her legs, twining up the slowly sensitizing skin towards her pussy and asshole and glinding against them, grinding into her tight entrances, uncaring for whatever struggles or screaming she might attempt. As Minue tangled Elre in limbs and smothered her in kisses, the platform continued to grind around them. To and From the pedestal, stone bridges began to extend, thin strands of carved rock connecting the platform to the rest of the temple once more. And to it's inhabitants... As the tainted elf tormented her commander, the Lizardmen had been drawn by the noise. Saurus filed into the room from iits four doors, watching them from the edges. At first, one might wonder why none of them approached. Many of them already had massive erections growing from their hips, yet they made no move to claim the females before them. It took only a few minutes to find out why. From the darkness they emerged, standing a full head and shoulders over their saurus kin, elongated and alien, yet more powerful. Kroxigors. Three approached, one from each direction, and the voice whispered in Minue's yielding mind, puppeting her willing body. Offer her to them, present them with their new worshippers. The taste was indescribable, raw, meaty, sweat and sex, primal and powerful. The smell, the feel, the ridged hardness and rigid heat burned themselves across Folwin's senses, imprinting into her brain. This was real , it was too intense, too powerful to be anything less, yet what did that revelation really mean? After all, could she really have failed to notice all this time? Could she really deny the desire to stay kneeling? To worship this cock with every hole? To surrender herself to him? Did she have a choice? She felt the claws at the back of her head, and realized that one way or another, she had lost her choice the moment he'd found her. She belonged to him now, and he would use her as he saw fit. A fact he demonstrated by slowly pulling her deeper, forcing her to take more of his massive shaft into her mouth.
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

It took little urging for the Saurus grasping Folwin's head to increase her submission to him. She was on hands and knees now, before him, one hand fondling his massive alien testicles and the other snaking between her legs to fondle her sex. She kept herself upright only through the strength of her legs and her vice-like grip on the Saurus. Her mouth was hot and wet, so unlike any lizard-mate the warrior would have had before, and her throat yielded to the flared and ridged nature of his shaft as he ground it deeper into her. Wet noises filled the chamber as she slurped on his shaft, her head bobbing up and down like little more than a wooden top floating on the ocean waves. His musk filled Folwin's senses and she felt her pussy spasm around her own nimble fingers. She needed him to fuck her. Needed to feel this cock within her. She let out a wordless agonized moan of lustful need. xxxxxxxxxxxxxx The twins thrashed and flailed in the dark water. There was almost no light down here in the pit, and it was all about sensation. The elves could feel the tentacles probing them and, as much as they fought it, the thick slimy organs were changing them. Darshee's eyes were wide, her voice a muffled moaning scream, as she fought against the tentacle pushing down her throat. Her body tingled, the beast's precum affecting her insides and making her body ache for more. Verra, on the other hand, was moaning more audibly. Her head was thrown back, her legs quaking in the tight hold of the beast, as it began to tease and test her. Her lower body felt hot, boiling hot, as the beast explored her holes. It was as if her insides were twisting and knotting within, her body struggling with itself, as it was somehow preparing itself for what was to come. Unknown to Verra, her ovaries went into overdrive, as did her twin's, preparing to receive a thorough breeding. xxxxxxx 'Get...uhhh....offff....of...meeeee' gasped Elre. The tall noble was still in some sort of control of her function, centuries of training keeping her from succumbing entirely. But no tactic or strategy could have prepared her for the sensual attack of the stacked little blonde. Minue was all over her, kissing and caressing, her tender fingers and soft lips pushing Elre beyond what the white-haired noble could bear. The kroxigors loomed close, as Elre moaned in aroused fear. She saw their massive pillars, the thick cocks jutting out from their waists, and she gasped. It gave Minue an opening, the blonde slipping around behind her former leader and cupping her breasts from behind. Fingers tweaked her nipples, lips and tongue teased her neck, and hips ground into her from behind. And Elre...just...melted. Collapsing to her knees she was putty, panting and mewling, as a triumphant Minue pushed her onto her back and spread her legs. Elre managed to prop herself up on her elbows but, there she was - legs spread and inviting as the Kroxigors loomed closer. Minue didn't even wait, stepping to the closest one and pressing her small body to that massive, throbbing, shaft.
Thread: Highborn Fall Far [Warhammer Fantasy] (Kaybee x Reydan)

Varshee and Derra began to gasp, their arousal and submission vocalised in sobbing little noises, as they felt the bulges travel along the tentacles filling their sexes. Each one was like a knot, working apart their labia and pushing deep into their cores. A mixture of pain and pleasure that sent spasms through their aching bodies and waves of pleasure crashing against their broken minds. As they swelled with eggs, their bodies changed. Their ovaries mutated under the influence of the creatures, knotting and twisting to alter their purpose. Now they would exude chemicals aimed to make the womb as fertile as possible. Likewise the pumping action of the tentacles, and the secretions that filled their holes, made their back passages more wet and pleasurable for later intrusions, and thin streams of nurturing milk trickled from their nipples. Throughout it all they writhed and gasped in ecstatic, mindbending, pleasure. xxxxxxxxxxxxx Minue, in that moment, her small body pinned between two slabs of scaled muscle, her sex and rear ravaged by their massive shafts, would have agreed to anything. The feeling of those monstrous shafts grinding up against each other inside her body itself was too much for the blonde elf. Her submission was wordless but total. But it was the sight of the formerly noble Elre, her snowqueen of a former leader, that tipped her over the edge. The tribal beat, the sounds of dozens of scaled and clawed feet stomping up and down, echoed through her body. Every nerve ending and taut muscle seemed to reverberate with the sound. Her body moved of its own volition. She undulated, her unnaturally lithe frame allowing her to move her body like a wave, rolling with every thrust of the giant lizard. As his turgid shaft caused her lower body to bulge with every thrust, her narrow hips slid up to meet him, to allow the precise angle that gave both of them the most pleasure. The noble elf's noises came in gutteral grunts and groans, her small hands reaching up to run through her long white hair. She thought about how wonderful, just for a moment, to surrender herself to a tribal life. To forget the structures and strictures of high society that she thrived on and be more animal. To claim or be claimed. To fight and to fuck. To just be...savage. Watching her leader break pushed Minue over the edge. 'Yes' she urge the voice in her mind. 'Show me, instruct me, allow me to become a Queen of breeding. And give me the power to show others of my kind this pleasure'. xxxxxxxxx Folwin, in her own corrupted way, was also on the path to becoming a Queen. A Size Queen. For the Saurus cock thrusting into her was not enough. Not anymore. Near-frantic, she ground and bounced, feeling its hard length spear up into her wetness. Nothing seemed to calm the burning itch inside her. The feeling of not being sated or filled. Of being incomplete. Her undulations became more angry, her whine turning into a wordless growl of frustration, as she pistoned her small body in vain on top of the lizard. The relief was not enough.
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Just a few minor changes as they came to me.
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Bump, with revisions and hopefully a tidier look.
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Bumpity bump
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Bump! Added a craving!
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

-bump- Still no takers on the craving. -sad face-
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Save a horse! Ride a cowboy!
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Bump - Epicenter of the Damned outline added!
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Boom! Yes I have a few in depth RPs going, but I generally wont shy away from another. Pick and chose from above, you cant go wrong! Even if its something Im already doing, everyone brings something different and creates a different story. So, lets hash it out and see where it takes us. I wouldnt mind a space RP at the moment either, if anyone is up for it. Bring it, baby! And remember, read everything!
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Boop! 2 new cravings 1 2 added.
Thread: Fx Male The Masks We Wear (Main RT Revised 4-14-19)

Hip check!