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Thread: A Potion to Get Her (Hisako and Whisper)

Brandi was deliciously sore as Claire slowed down. Her formerly virgin pussy felt stretched, even though she knew it was still bimbo tight. Her cervix felt like it had been punched repeatedly and she found that she loved that feeling. Even now, as Claire slowed her thrusts and practically stood over her, making her declarations, Brandi's mind clouded and thought about even larger dicks stretching her more and even longer dicks pounding her further. She needed release again, another, final orgasm to finish the evening. And, as she had been almost all evening, she was right on the edge of one who Claire had stopped. But Claire underestimated Brandi. She may have been a dumb bimbo slut with a craving for sex, cum, and pussy juice. She may have forgotten all the computer science that Brian had once known. She may have been able to distract herself from the most serious of conversations with the errant thought of a passing set of breasts or cock, asses or clits, muscles or mouths. But, and it was a big but, she could tease as well as the next one. Brandi couldn't push herself up more on Claire's cock, but it was still inside her, barely. She squeezed her pussy muscles, massaging Claire's head, trying to suck it back in through muscle control alone. She looked at Claire and her eyes narrowed, becoming dark slit even without the use of makeup. Her lips pouted, but there was a delicious smile hidden behind it. Will my Mistress let me play with her big cock every night? Will she let me suck on her titties whenever she walks in the door? She squeezed Claire's cock more and bit her lip. Will she let my throat gobble down her delicious cum? Brandi brought her hands to her own breasts, squeezing the deliciously soft breasts and twisting her nipples, letting out a cry of delight. Will she cum over my hard wittle nipples? She brought up a nipple and suckled on it, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. If Mistress, like, wants me to be her cum bucket, her fuck toy, her wittle personal sex slave? She gave Claire a look that would melt glaciers and squeezed Claire's cock hard. Then she totes can have me.
Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

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Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

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Thread: Driven Wild! (Jack Stalker and Lyndsey)

Rosie woke up and immediately grabbed at her head. Oh shit, no, she said to herself as she rubbed her temples in vain to make the headache go away. It felt like her head was going to collapse in on herself. Using every bit of her strength she walked downstairs, grabbed a jug of water and returned to her bed. Well, returned to her bed after throwing a spare sheet over the window. The last thing she needed was sunlight making it worse. After downing a few glasses of water she threw the blanket over her head and closed her eyes. No sooner were they shut when her mind was flooded with jumbled images of the night before. She remembered getting ready for the party. At least she hadn't lost the memory of the 10 minutes she spent getting those leggings on. She knew how she looked in them and that was mattered. Hell, she was always aware of how she looked, but more importantly, of how men looked at her. Barely past her teens, Rosie still hadn't discovered something that made her heart rush like knowing she could turn men's heads. Memories of sitting at the bar and letting man after man take their shot at her were mostly there. A few faces didn't come right away. She turned them all away though. After taking the free drinks though. It was her uncle's club and she didn't need to pay in the first place, but that didn't matter. Each one was a little conquest. And she'd had plenty of conquests with how she had been dressed the night before. Then images came she had no recollection of. So vague. Her in a nice car. A man climbing over her in the seat and touching her through her leggings. Just like in the memory a wanton moan escaped her lips. It had felt amazing. As the images continued to come her fingers moved down her body between her legs. One finger slid inside of her and then another as she recalled pulled down her leggings for the man. Why couldn't she remember his face? Not that it mattered. She could remember how he'd felt inside of her. Holy fuck, she moaned, her fingers pumping inside of her frantically. I want it, I want it so bad, she remembered saying the night before. Please. A tear rolled down her cheek in desperation and she tried to bring herself off, her body disappointed it wasn't the mysterious man. Just before finally managing to bring herself past the edge the doorbell range. Oh shit, she gasped, pulling her fingers from herself with a whimper. Rosie hopped up and pushed the curtain of her window aside enough to look down. Uncle George. Silently she cursed herself for getting so shit faced at her Uncle's opening. That was gonna get back to dad. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her makeup from the night before was mushed, especially around the eyes. She briefly smiled to herself at how slutty it looked. Her hair was a hot mess and she was in just an oversized t shirt that barely covered her ass. As the doorbell rang again she decided it would have to be good enough. Rosie hopped down the stairs, turned the deadbolt and opened the door just halfway and looked out, trying to hide the bottom half of her. Hey Uncle George. What's the emergency?
Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

The city of Kilward was seeing its populace dwindle over the last few months. People would go missing for days on end, and those who were eventually found were shells of their former selves. Their minds almost wiped clean as they only could act on basic impulses and were incapable of any complex tasks. It would take a bit of time and research, but there was a breakthrough by the Mage's Guild. There was a pattern in how the lost as the locals would call them were speaking. It was an ancient and long lost language that had been thought to be lost as it's creator, the Demon Lord Dunzzerik were banished from this world some 400 years ago. With the Mage's Guild busy dealing with the increasing numbers of lost that were turning up, the Pathfinder Society was called upon to help solve this mystery. The Felhand Lodge which was on the outskirts of Kilward would put forth a summons for heroes to answer the call. Their main objective was to find the source or cause of the lost that were being found upon the outskirts of Kilward. If the source could be removed, then Kilward could continue toward prosperity. However with things staying as they were, Kilward could be condemned to becoming a ghost town with little more than mindless automatons plodding about if the source was not found.
Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

Two lovely Half-elven women were plodding down the road in a quite small wagon. This wagon had been given to them by a grateful farmer whose wife Alianna had cured of a harsh fever while Dianna helped the husband care for their infant babe, so the babe didn't get sick. The wagon itself was a very simple make, just enough for one to ride up front and the other in the back at any time. Where exactly are we Dianna? Asked the current driver of the wagon, Alianna, as her twin sister looked over a crude map. Umm.. I think this is Kilward coming up. Dianna said as they rode into town. When the twins had heard about people going missing then turning up all strange like, the twins had set out to try and help as they could.
Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

Adhisree was humming to herself, her long black hair hanging behind her. She was dressed in a red silk outfit, a memory of the old East, of her homelands, of deserts and sultans and the past. It was very revealing, the silk cloth hanging over her crotch and her behind doing little to hide the garments beneath that covered her most private parts, the red lace panties clear for anyone who cared to look for them. It was less that she was not aware of how little it covered, and more that she did not care. She had no need to hide from the view of others, and she liked her body and her clothes as comfortable as possible, making sure they would not restrict mobility. Besides, it helped her.. influence on men, and that was something she did not mind in the slightest. After all, the world was run by men, and influencing them was always a useful ability for a woman like herself. While she did not fear the use of violence, in fact, she would think she was she was rather good at it, it was a solution best-kept for a slightly more violent company not one of civilized society. Spotting what seemed like a small building in the distance, Adishree smiled, spotting the Felhand Lodge. Not a nice name for a building perhaps, but it was one who had asked for her help, with some kind of reward perhaps. What was important to her honestly was that it was work. She had plenty of money at the moment, didn't need much to survive anyway. Entering the building, she begun to look around casually, trying to see what she could gather regarding information about the place.
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img450x600 Shandra Heatherdown Pausing on a rise outside of town, the elf girl looked down at the town they approached. A gentle breeze rippled white gold hair and a gauzy skirt and top that barely covered her most intimate areas at all. She was a slender, curvacious girl, and celebrated it. Lifting her staff to her lips, she took a deep breath, then puffed through the holes in the staff a melody of stately joy, celebrating earth and sky. Smiling when it was donebosom heaving a little bit at the air it took to play a flute so bigShandra Heatherdown strode the last leg of the journey to the lodge. She noted the scantily clad human before her and smiled in admiration. Glancing back, she noticed the two pretty half elf girls on their wagon and waved as she stepped up the stairs to the lounge. Leaning her staff up one shoulder, she gave them each a grin and met their eyes, My name is Shandra Heatherdown, from the Verdant Acadamae Arcane. Were you called here as well?
Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

As it stood, there would be 4 who answered the summons to the Felhand Lodge. The first to arrive was a Monk by the name of Adhisree. Her form was leaving little to the imagination as she strode into the lodge. Looking around the building she would see that there was a desk that was at present unmanned along with what looked to be a foyer behind it. There was a pair of stairs winding around the sides of the foyer that lead upward and a doorway that was directly behind the desk. From what was seen before Gentius came sprinting through it, there was more desks and it was likely a small office space or living quarter. Gentius would look over the woman and ask if she were lost, not recognizing the wayfinder that she had as he was clearly more interested in her body than anything else for the time being. While gawking about in wonderment at the form of the woman in front of him, a group of three more women would find their way to the lodge in short order. Two of them looked distinctly similar with their blue hair and the last a blonde. As they seemed to be talking amongst themselves just outside the Lodge, Gentius had come to realize that they might just be here to answer the summons that he had placed forth among the Society. Turning back around to look at Adhisree a second time, he would then notice the wayfinder that she was carrying and his body language changed entirely. Miss? Are you here to answer the summons sent forth by the Society? His demeanor becoming more serious as he realized his mistake. With the remaining women just outside the Lodge, Gentius would welcome them in and direct them all upstairs. Tea, anyone? he would offer as he started to scramble about and get the meeting area prepared for them to sit down and get down to business. Maybe it would be best if I got everything prepared? The tavern is just down the line a ways. I can send for you when I am ready, perhaps? Just try not to wander too far if you do choose to leave. Otherwise you can use this meeting hall to all get acquainted with each other? With that, Gentius revealed that he was clearly unprepared for the arrival of the four women before him presently. As he revealed the location of the tavern, the group could decide if they wanted to stay at the lodge or head over to the tavern for a time as Gentius was trying to scramble about to get all the information prepared for the group.
Thread: Dunzzerik's reluctant brides

Alianna and Dianna both smiled back at Shandra, and Dianna nodded. I am Dianna, and this is my twin sister Alianna. We heard from a few farms over that this place was suffering from some troubles, and since we were somewhat close by, we decided to investigate. Dianna explained as Alianna drove the wagon. when they all arrived, another girl had gotten there before them. We had no idea you put out a summons sir.. We just heard from farmers a ways off that your town was suffering and decided to see if we could be of assistance. Alianna said to Gentius. I am Alianna, and this is my sister, Dianna, we are daughters of Rae. A fancy term for the fact they both worshiped Sarenrae and were more willing to do certain things in her name than others.
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Shandra showed Gentius her way finder as she strode into the lodge. I was recruited for the Pathfinder Society by my professor of transmutation, she explained. I would love some tea, sir. And I don't mind waiting while you get everything prepared. She touched Alianna on the shoulder to encourage the twins to join her in the tea room. Curious eyes fell over Adhisree. A pleasure to meet you.
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Adhisree found the man.. amusing, she had to admit. He was gawking quite shamelessly, and while used to it, it brought a soft smile to her face. Because I travel, does that automatically make me lost? I would think that in a place such as this a wanderer would feel welcome without being accused of not knowing the way. She said to him with a gentle, almost motherly smile, folding her arms in front of her waist, an action which subconsciously acted to push her bosom together. However, it soon seemed that he grew to realize why she was really here, and she nodded politely. I believe I am. Tea does sound nice, as well. She said with a gentle smile to him. As the other women entered, she began to follow him upstairs, sitting down in a chair in the meeting area. However, she did not stay there for long, hearing information about a tavern making her slowly stand to her feet. If there are drinks and good company to be had, I suppose it is pointless for me to remain here. I am sure I shall get to know all of you very well during our coming adventure. She said and smiled at them all. I suppose it is a shame to waste good tea however... She muttered, moving inside the tea room and taking the cup, taking a nice deep drink of it.
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With Gentius mostly focused on Adhisree, the group of women would head up into the meeting area and take up the offer of tea so generously given by Gentius. With their small talk developing between them, Gentius would start to gather what should have already been laid out along the table for the women to examine. Most of what was there was still incomplete information from the Mage's guild and over time they would be able to examine what was laid out before them. Gentius himself would remark a bit that when a summons were sent out that just about anyone or anything could answer the calling, and he should been better prepared. With how things have been as of late, everyone seems to think that the Demon Lord Dunzzerik has been ressurected. There have been people going missing at fairly regular intervals and those who have been found are simply not themselves anymore. I think if you wanted to learn more about the so called plague that is affecting Kilward, but if this ends up being true I think the whole continent could be in some serious trouble. In truth, I know little about this Dunzzerik but with how everyone seems to be uptight about everything now.. I would still say that the Mage's Guild is the best bet for anyone to get any concrete information. As the group would start drinking the tea, Gentius would mention something about only those who were magically inclined would even be admitted into the Mage's Guild in the first place. Adhisree would start to take the cup and get up from the table. No sooner than she would take two steps than she would collapse to the ground in a heap. Soon after the other three would find themselves almost immediately losing consciousness as well. Whatever it was acted far too quickly for any of them to react to it as their heads slumped down and laid against the table they were sitting at. As they all began to stir, they would realize that they were all on the ground now and that they were no longer within the Felhand Lodge. Before them was a stone hallway with 4 goblinoid creatures that did not seem to be particularly interested in the women at present. There were 2 goblins talking with each other nearby along with two goblins that were on the other side of the room simply watching or standing guard in some fashion. If you would care to roll perception or knowledge based skills let me know in your posts See more
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img450x600 Shandra Heatherdown The lovely blond nursed on her tea for a few minutes, chatting idly about her home in the elven woods, and the great rose quartz tower wherein she attended university. She yawned a few times. Being an immortal being with no need for sleep, she didn't recognize the signs... She spoke of songbirds playing in the treetops bellow her windows, and.... Yawned again. The empty teacup shattered on the table... The blond moaned softly and sat up, touching her temple in confusion. She reached for her flute staff then froze with two fingers on it when she recognized the goblins, having a heated conversation in their native language. What under Heaven...? The word was a soft whisper. Keen eyes darted around the room, then focused on the little monsters, and the blond's keen brain began to churn... Perception 17 K. Arcana 10 K. Geogrpahy 15
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The twins remained mostly silent as they listened to Shandra speaking, until they too began to yawn.. Being half-elves, they didn't need to sleep much either, but they recognized the signs of suddenly being sleepy. Yet before Dianna could get out an antidote for sleeping poison, they each fell asleep.. The twins woke just after Shandra and Dianna growled, whispering. We were fucking drugged.. There is no way we were that tired that fast. We took turns sleeping in the wagon on the way here. She said in a harsh whisper. Soemthing's going on here.. She said, as Alianna nodded in agreement. Lady Sarenrae would be pleased if we solved this mystery. She said softly. following Dianna's sight to the goblins. Do you speak their tongue Lady Shandra? Alianna asked her, before she mvoed to check on the other woman. Dianna Rolls K. Dungeoneering Roll1d207 14,7 Total21 Perception Roll1d206 18,6 Total24 Alianna Rolls K. Planes Roll1d205 13,5 Total18 Perception Roll1d2011 12,11 Total23
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Adhisree found herself suddenly tired, body soon collapsing to the ground, only to wake up again. It felt as if she had merely passed out, but the scene was different. It was strange, unfamiliar. For a moment, she wondered if she was chained again, but she found her arms and legs free, the woman jumping up to her feet rapidly, displaying her mobility in a brief movement. Looking at the goblins, she found herself questioning their presence. They seemed not to be minding them at the moment. Were they perhaps discussing their demise? No, it seemed as if they were not concerned with their premise. Scanning around, she used her knowledge of history to try to judge what might be going on, as well as if she could see or sense anything about what they wanted to do. Know. His, 20, Perception, 21, Sense Motive, 25
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Within seconds as Adhisree started to move away from the table, all four women would find themselves losing consciousness. What was little more than blinking their eyes and they would all find themselves in a totally different place. How did this happen? Shandra did not seem to find much as she seemed to be the most panicked of the group as she found herself in unfamiliar surroundings. The stone work would remind her of places long lost to history in her studies. Though Shandra seemed to be at least somewhat aware of a small field that was either keeping the goblins out or the group of women in the area that they were in. The twins would surmise that they were both here but also not here. They were seemingly reliving history in some manner as Alianna could feel that they were on a completely different plane of existence than they were just mere moments ago. Dianna would recognize the stonework was that of the Demon Lord Dunzzerik's long lost castle. The goblins seemed not to care that the women were up and stirring as the two nearest to them were still animated and communicating with each other in a manner that seemed to indicate that they were disagreeing with each other in some way. Adhisree would know more about the time period that they were taken to. It was roughly 2500 years previous to where they were at the Felhand Lodge moments ago. Focusing on things that were outside of the area they were confined to, Adhisree would notice the primitive weaponry that the goblins that were littering the room would have. Simple clubs could be seen on the side of the waists of the goblins nearby along with slings being used by the other goblins by the still closed doors on the other side of the room. The goblins holding the slings seemed to fear Adhisree as she looked toward them. As the group would gain their bearings in their new setting, the group could tell that the field keeping them separated from the goblins had fallen. Nothing was keeping them from the goblins now and it was up to the group to decide what they would like to do next. surprise round if you would like, otherwise roll initiative on your next posts See more
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This is... Shandra looked around as she pulled to her feet, A very strange place. There's a ward across that wall... She snagged a piece of leather from a pouch and pressed it over her palm, chanting quickly to armor her body in force. The architecture is strange. Thousands of years old, but the stone doesnt' look faded... Then she gave a little, Meep, and finished, The field is gone. Cast Mage Armor Iniative 17