Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

(Note: Options I don't respond to just lead to other paths/have ended)

Bondage Mistres Gameover

//Well, trust me, a .. certain clientel quite enjoy such things, no, I don't even men 'perverts' but.. erotic romance.//

"The training doesn't stop until you are happy to be trained!" The leather-dominatrix insisted, as another crack of the whip came down upon Bridget. Meanwhile, the servant-thing, not only content molesting her, had begun dressing her up.. in a matching rubbery submissive outfit, she realized. With another crack of the whip Bridget yelped until she realized, this time, the whip-crack hadn't even been for her, but for the other leather-slut by her side. For a moment she noticed how disappointed she was.. then, she realized, just what had happened, but before that perverse realization could sink in, so did another whack of the whip, making her mewl and pant... and giving her just what she wanted..
And the training was just beginning..

Forcing the East-Door open

With a lot of effort Bridget rams her shoulder into the door.. painfully. Then, she does it again. And again. She whimpers at the painful spot this effort leaves her, but fianlly she can tear away a few of the wooden cracks from the door, opening it up fully. On the wall of the room behind hangs an ever-burning torch which shines its light among an assortment of blades, shields, helments and even armors. Bridget examines the assorted goods, but finds nothing superior to her own, infact, some of the equipment is rusty and inferior.. however, one small potion with a silvery start gets your attention.. a potion of health, a strong one even, that will restore your health beyond normal, if you aren't all that injured yet! With a big smile, you guzzle it down in one go, feeling restored and empowered.
You heal +20% hitpoints, -5% Corruption.
But breaking open the door cost you 1 point of strength.
Afterwards you make your way out north, deciding to [[check out the portcullis in the north]]

Freeing the tortured elf!
The torturers are suprised, and more used in their.. craft than actual combat. Bridget quickly cuts down, though the whip sinking into her flash gets her distracted with strange, tingly hot thoughts for a moment, before she sends the other creature flying. The elf seems unconscious, even as Bridget frees her, finally, her eysflutter open and she looks at Bridget with confusion, before trying to lean in for a kiss.. have they broken her?
[[Accept the Kiss]]
[[Hold the elf back.]]

+1% corruption, -3% health

Torturing the elf

The elf bounces slightly when slapped upon her breasts, with the two lesser cult-creatures watching, then grinning and cheering, clearly impressed with Bridgets.. convincing approach. It felt.. good to be in charge. She felt dominant and in control for a change. After a moment the elf looks up, her eyes cloudy, broken. "Sorry mistress.. hmnn the pain, it just felt too good.. may I have another?" Bridget is happy to indulge her.. but realizes she can't stay around -forever- After.. enjoying the elf for a while she has to leave and the little slut advices she pull the left lever at the portcullis. One of the leathery servants also tells her the other door leads to a weapons chamber, with little of interest to her.
+3% corruption.
That learned she decides she might as well [[check out the portcullis in the north]]

Pulling the left Lever

Bridget screams out in pain as the lever, infact a razor sharp blade, disguised with a thin layer of paint, bites into her hand. Using her off-hand to bandage the wound she is delayed for quite a while as she tries to stop the bleeding.. any more mistakes like this and it might get dangerous for her. It seems she has no choice but to turn back, forget about this accursed dungeon.. or try the [[right lever]]
-17% health

Pulling the right Lever

A grinding of metal on metal announces.. the heavy portcullis slowly opening before her. Could this thing be any louder? Bridget worries that any creature within underground must have heard that one. Either way, the path ahead is now free as the portcullis disappears underground. Now, the path before Bridget parts again.
[[The way west]] Leads downwards and seems to part once more ahead, into the darkness. The only discernable feature of the path is that leading there seem to be a few drops of a white ooze on the ground. The ooze smells suspiciously.. sexual.
[[The way North-east]] Similiarly seems to lead ahead and then split up into two paths, though Bridget thinks she spot a scribbled note in the distance.
no matter which way you take, it seems this place is a damn maze. Bridget can't help but wonder if this is on purpose, if someone is hiding something deep within this mountain.

 

[Corruptivespirit]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

Bondage Mistres Gameover

She could hardly stand it now, how much worse could it get? Her struggles and shivers only made it easier and easier for the slave to wriggle some tight looking boots up almost to her thighs. They were glossy and matched the new body suit which had sealed to her below the waist, leaving only her sex and anus exposed for further torment. Another strike from the whip surprised Bridget, not from the pain, but the moan that followed. It came from her; she sounded like a whore.

"That's a bit better you little slut, but you still have a long way to go. Beg for me slave. Let you mistress know what you really want."

Bridget wanted to leave! She wanted to tear off this mask and claustrophobic outfit and kick the-

"Please Mistress, punish me! I love it!" No! Nononno!! The following strike cut off any further lamenting she had over her mouth's betrayal. It felt so good. Maybe a part of her actually did want this. A part of her needed this, and as the suit enclosing her reached her tits, it only grew further.



Forcing the East-Door open

check out the portcullis in the north

Feeling pretty pleased with herself, Bridget goes to check out the next, and first wholly unavoidable obstacle in her trek. As she walked, she considers the room she found it in. There were certainly a lot of weapons there, but unused? And certainly uncleared for some time. Either the people living here didn't know how to use them, and she doubted that, or they had better ways of subduing their enemies. All the better to watch out for anything unnatural.


Freeing the tortured elf!

Accept the Kiss

Partially out of surprise, partially out of pity Bridget meets the elf in a kiss as she lets her down from her restraints. As Bridget lowers the elf to ground she tries her best to pull away from the delirious woman. Perhaps she was grateful? Elf culture is a total mystery.


Hold the elf back.

Bridget holds the woman back up against the board she was so recently tied to.

"No. Thank you but no. Now is not the time nor place, not that I don't appreciate the gesture." The elf looks too beat to be in a right state of mind. There were just too many things at play here for Bridget to reciprocate the affection. She waits a moment, hoping to get the message across loud and clear before letting the elf go. The woman simply begins to slump against the board before Bridget grabs her again. "They really did a number on you didn't they? Come on, let's get you settled."


Torturing the elf

check out the portcullis in the north

As she walks, her mind can't help but to wander back over the events that just transpired. It was... liberating. More than that even; she could feel something dark and powerful inside herself when she picked up that crop. It was deep and rich and felt a little addictive. She giggled as she imagined different ways she could've done the whole thing over. The power, the impulse, it all felt absolutely electric!

Pulling the left Lever

right lever

(If Tortured elf) That stupid bitch! Did the elf really think she could get away with tricking her captor. She had half a mind to turn back and walk right back to that elf and show her what happens to dirty sluts who trick their mistress. (/if)Damn, that really did hurt! The cut still throbs against the tight bandage on her hand. She reaches up to pull the other lever, this time with her left hand. How was she going to fight like this? She hopes it isn't infected. (If healing potion) There should be another of those silver potions deeper in the dungeon for her to snag at least.(/if)

Pulling the right Lever


The way west

Whatever made the... stuff on the floor must've passed by pretty recently. Even in a damp complex like this one, nothing like that should make it too long without drying. Even if it was sexual and disgusting, it likely wasn't a trap. The way had been pocketed with forks so far so the next one on the other path was bound to be bait.

The way North-east

Bridget... didn't really want anything to do with whatever that white goo was. It helped that the way forward looks to be a different direction as well. If there was anything to be certain of in this maze is that more options meant she was getting deeper into this cave.

 

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

(this will be a nightmare to code together.. but prolly worth it in the end!)

Bondage mistress hangout
"Well, seems you're finally breaking. Good girl. You may lick now." The Bondage mistresss praised, leaning back and parting her legs, exposing her sex to her, a pretty looking pussy, albeit with dark veines growing along the torturers skin, pale against tight leather, just like what Bridget was made to wear.

The first lick from that dark flower tasted like.. perverted bliss, was the best way to describe it, and another followed soon after. Even if Bridgets mind insisted she wanted to leave, her body had soon be taught otherwise.

//Ending 2: Bridget became trapped as a Bondage-slave, quickly falling to the evil cultists magic and finding herself enjoying it..
"Well, that wa a bit sudden, how about we have her escape this predicatment and continue on her adventure instead. [[I bet theres lots of more lewd things she can explore, aren't there?"]] The potential publisher cooed, in a tone that was almost a little too familiar, then again, she had properly worked up Amelia with her sensual read up. This was for a large part her fault!//

Accepting the Kiss

Bridget feels and odd tingling of warmth spread through her body from that elves lips before she can pull away, perhapst hey had poisoned the poor thing with an aphrodisiac? She couldn't help but imagine giving another kiss or two to her rescued maiden, but is better than taking advantage of her.
(+2% Corruption)
>corurption over 10%: Or is she? She smirked briefly, ensuring the elf was comfortable, sharing a bit of her travel rations and water with her.. then making sure the elf was still secured. She'd come and collect her to join her as happy lustslave later.
[[After one last glance over to the elf she steps out and heads to the north.]]

After the Portcullis, heading West

After following along the corridor for a while, the maze splits up further, into a corridor leading off to the north, and one leading onwards West. The west way seems to further split up, into a[[Seriously Labyrinthine manner]] Whilest the way to the North seems to lead to some sort of natural cave. The white drops also lead towards this cave..[[Check out the cave?]]

After the Portcullis, heading East

Carefully, Bridget decided to head east instead. After a short while the path she is on turns fully north, deeper into the heart of the mountain. However, within the curve is an inlay in the stone, with a sign reading, in both the headache-writing and scribbled below, in common tongue: 'Rest here, oh tired wanderer'. There is a comfortable looking stonebench and it doesn't appear to be trapped. [[Bridget can rest and recover here before continuing]] Or decide its a bit too good to be true and [[instead continue on her way.]]

 

[Corruptivespirit]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

Bondage mistress hangout

I bet there's lots of more lewd things she can explore, aren't there?"

//"I- just give me that!" Amelia reached out for the manuscript. This whole thing had gotten out of hand and if Amelia didn't need the money, she definitely would've cut the whole tangent short. "Thank you, now we still have a book to edit don't we?" That's why she put the off branch in her files instead of the shredder.

Part of her wanted to see if this publisher was available for well, more familiar visits. It wasn't common to meet someone so literary, or so open about their interests. It was a shame she had to remain a professional distance.//

ENDING EPILOGUE 2 UNLOCKED ((I'll write this up later, maybe do some forum RP for it if you wanted but I have a cool idea if you'll bear with me))


Accepting the Kiss

After one last glance over to the elf she steps out and heads to the north.

It was pleasant to find, and rescue, such a treat in such an unpleasant place. What would've happened to her if Bridget hadn't shown up? The thought of the woman becoming as despicable a creature as one of the leatherclad minions made her shudder with lust. Still, the caves are waiting for her and she must continue on. She can only hope the woman can escape safely, or at least hide out until Bridget is back to pick her up. She didn't need her lust slave being broken in by any more by the cultists living here.


After the Portcullis, heading West

Seriously Labyrinthine manner

You know, for all that could be there, Bridget was really rethinking how much she wanted to see whatever creature, or creatures that could make that much of a mess. Not a whole lot of good ways to turn if she did catch something's attention. The way forward looked to be a different kind of mess. She went over to it, trying to make out the most worn path. That was the trick to these kinds of things. If there wasn't one, then things just got a hell of a lot more dangerous.


Check out the cave?

She'd come this far, why not the whole way? If there was something big down here, there should also be an equal sized pile of loot to scrounge up. She took the time to slowly draw her sword, muffling most of the natural ringing to the act. She strained her eyes against the natural darkness and headed in.


After the Portcullis, heading East

Bridget can rest and recover here before continuing

The bench itself didn't have any identifiers that set it apart from the rest of the dungeon. Bridget appreciated the subtitles added to the sign. She didn't want to even think about the alien writing on its face. This time at least, she could tell what it was for. She brushed off the top of the stony bench before swinging her scabbard out of the way to sit down. The leather straps of her skirt softened the uneven stone below her. She could already feel the tension in her back and neck begin to fade as she finally relaxed for the first time since arriving here.


instead continue on her way.

Would you look at that, how... convenient. As much as she'd like to believe it, Bridget simply didn't have enough information to make an informed decision. The alien text on the sign could say something totally different. Maybe a 'watch out' or 'for intruders only' as a trap. The only way to win this one would be not to play. She didn't spend any more time on the matter, opting to continue into this branching wing of the complex.

 

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

Heading West, The Cave

As Bridget enters the cave, she suddenly hears loud footsteps echoing from the rocky underground. Hiding behind a stalagmite she cautiously peeks out to spot an intimidating giant ogress of a woman, red skin, with a single horn and a loincloth, she grins, seeming slightly intoxicated and, as she bends over to reach for a large flask of alcohol, Bridget notices this 'woman' is well enough equipped for a half dozen men. More than that, perhaps now there is an explanation for these strange puddles earlier.. her wicked red shaft oozes a constant dripping of what the heroine can only assume is weird precum.
Will Bridget [[Carefully sneak back out and try her luck with the Labyrinth ahead instead?]]
or [[Draw her blade, preparing to strike the mighty creature down?]]
Or perhaps [[try throwing something from her bag to distract the Giant and get the drop on them.]] (option only usable if she has items, item is lost)

Exploring the Labyrinth leading into the Mountain.

The corridor continues to lead on like this, until finally, it starts to shift northwards. Finally Bridget is quite certain she is moving north, towards the heart of the mountain, however, she spots a rather small way leading further west. Something seems to be glittering at the end of it.
Will she [[Continue deeper into the mountain]] or does she instead [[go down the narrow path west?]]

Heading East and Resting

Bridget sighs as she finds an inner calmth, resting here. It seemed as if this place is enchanted to help.. perhaps the wardens of the area recover. Bridget ponders, realizing that, as she heads onwards, the challenges are only going to get greater and, if what she has seen so far is any indicator, more perverted. She allows herself to have a small nap, dreaming of the riches she might find in the depths of this mountain, how she will return to the town as a hero..who deserves worship by those townspeople, who will strip before her, pleasure her, holding an orgy in her name.. she shakes herself out of these thoughts. It is time to continue on her way..
<She gains +1 Strength, loses 2% corruption and recovers 5% health!>

Bridget continues on her way

Bridget arrives at a crossing on her way. Whilest it seems that northwards lays the heart of the mountain, she can only head east or west from here.

[[The way to the west seems to bend Northwards quickly...]] your ears might be playing a trick on you, but you think you hear happy humming in the distance.. on the other hand
[[the way east seems to have one path branching off to the North as well, whilest ending at a large stone door]] A closer examination also reveals that there is a thin layer of white dust on the ground down that path.

 

[Corruptivespirit]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

Heading West, The Cave


Carefully sneak back out and try her luck with the Labyrinth ahead instead?

Oh, oh god that is just not right. Bridget had never seen anything like the monster in front of her and hoped she never would again. She didn't even know where to begin with it. There were no guarantees that she could even kill it with a human sword. Bridget slinked back down the tunnel that had led here, keeping her eyes trained down the hall as she did. Being caught off guard by the monster was most likely a death sentence or something even worse.


Draw her blade, preparing to strike the mighty creature down?

A fervor possessed her. Despite her hesitations, she could not let this monster live on in the service of the cultists. She wasted no time drawing her sword and maneuvering herself to get behind the ogress. Bridget screamed a ferocious war cry as she charged. The ogress turned in surprise, jerking a meaty fist in Bridget's direction. She barely had a moment to feint to the side and soften most of the blow as she was knocked backwards.

Bridget stood, coughing as the ogress regarded her is what looked to be a morbid curiosity. Bridget took a step forwards, only to pause- her legs were jelly from the powerful blow. She had to do something, the ogress was only getting closer. This time, she decided to lean back against the wall and look for an opening. The ogress was picking up speed while Bridget planned her next movements the best she could.


try throwing something from her bag to distract the Giant and get the drop on them. (option only usable if she has items, item is lost)

Bridget reached into her satchel, pulling out one of the... interesting acquisitions from her adventure. Carefully, she tossed over to the opposite side of the room, watching as it drew the red skinned giant's attention. Now was her shot, Bridget stalked towards the ogress' back with her sword drawn. It would've been perfect had she noticed the puddle of seed between her and her quarry.

The still warm puddle sent her stumbling to the floor, getting a face full of the thick musky stuff that was now running down her chest and chin. She managed to muffle most of the fall and for a few tense seconds she watched as the ogress paused, waited a moment, and then went back to checking out the piece of junk Bridget had thrown. A moment later and Bridget was on her feet again, bruised and slimed but ready to continue. The last few steps were enough to pick up enough speed and get a solid swing in on the unaware ogre. A solid strike to the back of her leg, meant to cripple and leave her at the mercy of Bridget's superior mobility.


Exploring the Labyrinth leading into the Mountain.

Continue deeper into the mountain

With the threat of traps still fresh in her mind since the portcullis, Bridget opts to keep heading the way she was already, deeper into the complex and hopefully towards the end of this increasingly perilous journey.


go down the narrow path west?

Treasure? That's why she was here after all. Bridget takes the detour, folding her weapon behind her and sliding sideways down the passage towards whatever might be twinkling at the end of it.


Bridget continues on her way


The way to the west seems to bend Northwards quickly...

The noise coming from that direction certainly sounds more cheerful than what was normal for this sort of place. Bridget hoped it wouldn't just be more lunatics and the like. She started walking along the path, holding a hand on the wall keeping track of exactly how much she was turning. These sort of curved passages were hell for keeping your bearings. Fortunately it did seem to pull almost an entire ninety degrees along the way.


the way east seems to have one path branching off to the North as well, whilest ending at a large stone door

No matter how chipper, people were trouble. Especially in a godless place like this. Bridget had no time nor patience for more of the strange cultists that walked these halls. Instead she chose the dusty hallway. It seemed to eventually gain the same bearing as the other.

About halfway down the hall, Bridget paused, to take a pinch of the sort of powder to get a closer look and a bit of a sniff. Hopefully it'd give her a clue about what was coming next.

 

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

All options but fleeing lead to fighting:

Bridget is facing the great Ogre-demon: Strength 10
Her strike elicits little more than an annoyed groan, which the ogress takes as opportunity to lift her heavy flask, pressing it up to the heroines lips, whilst taking a powerful swing at her bottom, forcing her to cough and, in resonse take a deep sip of the warming, woozing alcohol forced down her throat. Grinning, the woman began stripping Briget, seeming quite intent to have her fun with the woman, examining her nude body closely, curiously. The drink is hot, robbing Bridget of her senses, ,but ever when she tries to stop the clearly strongly alcoholic beverages consumption, the ogress slaps her brutaliy, forcing more down her mouth! This willl be a hight fight against a being much more powerful than the normal human. The ogres swings a giant club, which Bridget barely dodges, only to be slammed by another large club, picked up, grabbed ans squeezed.. she tried to lift her sword with her last strength and..

<health -88%(-72% if distracted with an item)>, if still alive: If you have enough strength to survive,the oni thrusting deep ingo her sex, quite the quick-shot as she relentlessly pumps bridget full of wicked demon spunk, though Bridget manages to lift the heft of your sword, knocking out the ogress.. searching her she finds but an oddly multi-facetted gem. Valuable, but not quite the impressive treasure she had hoped for. On the plus side, she can retrieve whatever she threw, whilest hte Oni is.. exhausted. She returns to continue her way deeper intot he mountains, or to the west, but most definitly feeling strengthened and heroic from overcoming such a foe
<Strength increased +1>

If her hitpoints reach 0 or below, the ogress grins after filling Bridget up with the booze, then drops her to one knee, freeing a thick, red shaft, commenting: "Ready for your reward, slut?" The oggress grinned.

Continuing deeper into the mountain

Disappointly, the way north ends apruptly, seperating into an eastern hallway and a western hallway.The [[eastern hallway]] seems to have northern bend after a while, whilest the [[Western Hallway]] seems unremarkable.. even without wicked markings, lucky her.
Following the west path

To the west
The already small path to the west narrows further as Bridget follows alongw ith it. Finally, she has to bend over.. Suddenly, noises of evil, yet lustful moans begin, accompanying Bridgets travel.. You you still want to follow [[deeper into the corridor]] or give up and go back to [[continuing deeper into the mountain]] Thre is still something glittering at the end of the hallway..

~~Meanwhile, at the way going east into the mountain~~

The way to the west

As Bridget already noticed, the way West has a sharp bend towards the north, however, after a few metres another way goes off to the west again. Will she[[Check out the Western area]] [[Continue northwards?]]
In the west Bridget thinks she spy a widening of the tunnel.. some sort of natural cave? ahead, however, you see a wooden door, from which happy humming sounds can be heard. So this is the chipper cultist? Which way will Bridget chose?

The way east

It smells.. like old marble dust, really, Bridget notes as she cautiously advances. She notes not one, but two doors.
one door is made of fine marble, there seems to be a winding mechanism to open it[[Which she could use easy enough]]

the other door is wooden and has a 'do not disturb sign' on it. of course she could ignore that and [[Attempt entry there!]]

 

[Corruptivespirit]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

All options but fleeing lead to fighting:

if still alive:

Deeper into the mountains

Having survived the rough treatment from the ogress, Bridget stands, resets her clothing, even wipes some of the excess spunk off on the sleeping giant's loincloth. The different liquids sloshing inside of her and the beating she took leaves her a little woozy and worse for wear. Her body may have taken a beating but her spirit is stronger for it. Bridget decides to head deeper into the mountains. If she could handle a giantess, she could handle anything! It certainly wasn't that the alcohol is affecting her judgement or anything.


To the west

Bridget is... sore to say the least. She could feel the slow burn of the alcohol in her stomach and not to mention the sticky cum sliding between down her thighs. It takes her a moment to try and wipe it off on the sleeping ogre's loincloth to mixed success. At the very least she was alive, as beaten and bloody as she was. She cracks her neck and stretches out the kink in her shoulder before heading back down the way she came. Perhaps she'd have better luck elsewhere.


If her hitpoints reach 0

Bridget looks up, head swimming from the alcohol and rough treatment. Her mouth hangs open a moment as her thoughts scramble to create a coherent response. "R-reward? What? I didn't win..." She mutters already swaying in front of the ogress on the verge of passing out.


Continuing deeper into the mountain

eastern hallway

It seems to head deeper into the caverns, and likely towards her ultimate goal. The other direction was more likely to be something like barracks or storage, neither of them worth the trouble, but perhaps the time later when she had a chance to double back. She passes down the eastern hall, making her steps and trying her best to stay oriented.


Western Hallway

It didn't look to progress deeper into the caves and without any sinister magic or traps surrounding it, she may have had a lucky break. It was worth checking out, if only because there might be a storage chamber at the end of it. She scuffs of the cave floor in the entrance of the hall to mark that she had been there before. She didn't need herself getting turned around halfway through this expedition.


Following the west path

To the west
deeper into the corridor

Bridget checks behind her one last time. There was something down here. Something she likely shouldn't disturb, but something got the better of her. She decides to check it out. There's the possibility of treasure, and great danger. Some small part of her even wants to know just what depraved fantasies are going on down here. And put a stop to it of course.

continuing deeper into the mountain

This isn't looking like a very good idea anymore and there was no shame in realizing that. Whatever is happening at the end of the hall, Bridget doesn't need to see, or be a part of it. She quietly turns on her heel and tries to slip back down the path unnoticed.

~~Meanwhile, at the way going east into the mountain~~

The way to the west

Check out the Western area

Bridget makes a note to come back and check out the source of the humming but ultimately turns west. There might be something hidden, or even valuable down any of these sort of offshoots. There was no way to be sure without checking each one manually.


Continue northwards?

Either a person to save, or a person to kill and loot. There aren't a whole lot of other options in places like this and Bridget likes her chances. She ignores the detour and instead heads for the humming melody from the north. This time, she walks a little more evenly, slowly, making sure to muffle her footsteps on the hard cave floor.


The way east

Which she could use easy enough

''Odd, perhaps renovations were done recently?' she wonders. She'd find out soon enough as she reaches for the mechanism, (If she was cut by porticullus lever) making sure to check for traps again before(/if) turning it slowly. She listens close for any clicks or twisting metal behind the door or in the walls.

Attempt entry there!

''Odd, perhaps renovations were done recently?' she wonders. She surveys the situation, chuckling slightly at the sign. As if that would stop her; Bridget eagerly stomps the doorknob, looking to shatter the mechanism inwards as she had often done before.

 

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

Futa Ogre Gameover(Hp to 0 in fight)

"Ya didn' win. A did though." The ogress grinned and reached out, grabbing and tearing away what was left of the defenseless and sores Bridget armor and clothing, pulling her loincloth aside to reveal another, almost as thick, red and veiny club, licking her lips lusciously. "So now, A get ma price, yer tummy swelling up all nice and fat. Dun worry." She dragged Bridget over to a wall,.. where a worrysomely heavy iron chain hang. "Bit o' ma special booze and yer gonna love it." And with that, Bridget found a casket, almost as large as herself, forced up against her lips. If she wanted to or not, she'd find herself forced to ingest at least a moderate amount of the alcohol, just the smell alone making her woozy.. and there was something else in there, something not ment for normal human consumption, by how hot her body felt, the tingling all over her sensitive, exposed skin.

Deeper into the mountain 1 -> East

Bridget continues further to the east, only to come to another corner where she can either continue [[Onwards]] or turn to [[The West]]. Again theres nothing but those weird scribblings indicating where to go and looking at them gives her a headache. However, she has some time to catch her breath here, at least
<health +5%>

Deeper into the mountain 1 - > West

The Corridor gets smaller and smaller, and the glittering seems to still be further away. Bridget has to bow down, and reach low to continue towards the odd glittering in the distance, however, as she does, she can feel a multitude of eyes looking at her from the walls, opening, right there, in the stone. They don't seem to do anything, but they do watch her with lewd curiosity. The eyes close when she attempts to poke them, but there are way too many to 'fight' them, if there was even a point to it. Is she imagining all of this? Does she [[continue]], or does she backtrack to try her luck at the [[eastern path?]]

Deeper into the Mountain 2 -> eastern opening

The Corridor here does indeed open wider into a cave and what a cave it is. Stalagtites and stalagmites surround Bridget, covered in luminescent moss. She starts to understand why the cultists made these caves their home, clearly, there is a nexus of life- energy deep within this mountain. Bridget hears the distant dripping of water upon stones, though it also seems that this cave is a dead-end. Weirdly, a pair of boots, undamaged by time stand at the end of the cave. Bridget could
[Try them out]
[Explore the cave further]
[Go and check out the door with the chipper cultist]
[Or simply leave the cave and continue north]
[Or even ignore this and continue onwards.]

Attempt entry

Bridgets stomping of the doorknob sends her almost tumbling into the room, as it was indeed not locked at all. A cheerful voice encourages her with a 'come in' to add insult to injury, as she enters, finding a small room, equipped with a table and various utensils, from the mundane to the indubitably sexual. There are also several tools made to work on stone, shovels and pickaxes, so likely, this one was the origin of the stone dust upon the ground. Also, there, upon a large chair sits a slightly overweight, grinning cultists with a broad smile, impressive breasts barely contained in a large gown and a relaxed demeanour, despite your.. wilder entry. She greets Bridget with a "Good day adventurer!"
Will Bridget:
[Try and talk with the odd cultists?]
[Draw her blade and threatent he woman?]
[Excuse herself and continue onwards]

Continuing north

The way to the north ends with a massive wooden door. Listening on it, there is no noises coming from inside, and this seems to be the way deeper into the mountain. Expecting a trap, Bridget still has no choice but to open the door to advance. As she steps in and raises her lantern to illuminate the large, oddly quadratic and well made room, she notices that, apart from a bunch of portraits on the walls it is completely empty, not a mouse or even a speck of dust. As bridget tries to take a closer look on the erotic seeming portraits, her lantern is extinguished by a sudden gust of air. Trying to re-ignite it fails as well, as there is sounds of moans and lustful writhings echoing through the room, sounding as if they come from the portraits themselfs!
[Does she posess a silver crystal?](given by npc above!)
[If not she will have to try and find her way through the room normally...]

 

[Corruptivespirit]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

(Splitting the posts up due to sheer number of options in the other branches.)

Futa Ogre Gameover(Hp to 0 in fight)

The thick, bitter beverage spills out over her lips and chin, drenching her front. Still, most of it made its way inside of her where it joins the other queasy, warm, mindnumbing effects on her. She could already feel her face flushing red from the alcohol and something else. There's little struggle left in her as the drink and strange additives continue their work on her body. Still, she pulls faintly away at every opportunity lending a strange jerking to her sways. God, she appreciated that her clothes were off, otherwise she'd be overheating right now. When had they disappeared? Where is she again? Can't lose focus! Gotta keep fighting!


Deeper into the mountain 1 -> East

Bridget puts a hand up to her head. She really should've brought some sort of map. At this point getting lost is more dangerous than enemy prowling down here.

Onwards

Better to keep moving forwards. No distractions, no sidetracks would pull her away from her destination. That didn't mean she couldn't take a short break to rest a little. As nice it would be to be able to read the weird signs, she was sure it'd do more harm than good to fiddle with them. Another minute passes and she brushes her back off from where she leaned against the stone wall.

The West

Bridget paused at the crossroads. Her eyes passed between the two passages, considering which one to head down. The sign was a good landmark to be able to remember where she had been even if she couldn't read it. She absentmindedly chews her lip as she tries to pick out any signifiers for the uses of the different passages. There doesn't seem to be much she can make out from the junction so she makes her decision blind. With the sign as a marked, it's worth checking out the detour, she decides.


Deeper into the mountain 1 - > West

The Corridor gets smaller and smaller, and the glittering seems to still be further away. Bridget has to bow down, and reach low to continue towards the odd glittering in the distance, however, as she does, she can feel a multitude of eyes looking at her from the walls, opening, right there, in the stone. They don't seem to do anything, but they do watch her with lewd curiosity. The eyes close when she attempts to poke them, but there are way too many to 'fight' them, if there was even a point to it. Is she imagining all of this? Does she [[continue]], or does she backtrack to try her luck at the [[eastern path?]]

continue

Bridget squirms in the cramped passage. The eyes, imagined or not, freak her the hell out. She could feel them undressing her at every opportunity as she presses deeper towards the gem- or whatever is hidden at the end of the passage. At every opportunity Bridget presses her shoulder or elbow into the strange eyes dotting the cramped space. Futile or not it still helped ease the feeling that she was under some horrible fleshy scrutiny.

eastern path?

Bridget pauses for a moment as the first few eyes open. They were staring at her. After a few tense seconds she starts pressing backwards, kicking and reaching as she struggles to escape. The cramped space was terrifying, especially if there was something that could get to her in it. She would be defenseless.

 

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

(ok, splitting noted.. I figure I respond to whats there so far, but yeah, options are a double edged sword. They will reduce down slowly, as we explore all the ways through the maze. ^^)

Futa Ogre Gameover

"Ye're wobbling about all over da place.. here, how about somethin' even better ta drink" The ogress smirked, lifting her loincloth and there hung.. well, something that could only be described as 'an impressive hammer' An unruly tuft of pubic hair above a shaft that was human, in shape, if not in size. Even the ogre-woman seemed to realize that though, scratching the back of her neck as she watched her defeated foes form. "Gotta give it some good lickin', slut." She decided after a moment of pondering, then, without fanfare or hesitation, pulled Bridget towards her groin, that thick meat-club, slightly rigid from the ungodly things the ogress obviously planned to do to Bridget, slapped against her cheeks.
and she tried to struggle..
[[but the alcohol made it hard to gather her wits..]]
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Deeper into the mountain 1, onwards

Bridget decides not to let herself be delayed and heads onwards, thinking that, yes, this is the way deeper into the mountain. After quite a while of walking she finds that the way ends at a larger door that bears a symbol of a circle crossed through by a squiggly line. She hopes this is not a tentacle for obvious reasons.
As she pushes against it, the door opens easily into an odd room. Its perfectly quadratical and looks far more well maintained than what she's been travelign so far. It is completely empty and devoid of ornaments.. except for the floor. The floor is tiled, bearing symbols of what looks like a melting star on one, and an edgy moon on the other. Opposite of Bridget is a door, but she will have to cross the room first, will she..
[[Simply cross the room?]]
[[Cross the room but only step on the melting star tiles?]]
[[Cross the room but only step on the edged moon tiles?]]

Deeper into the mountain 1 - > eastern path

Bridget decides upon checking out a detour, turning towards the east. Interestingly, there seems to be a treasure chest at the end of this corridor.. a real one, glittering, if a bit dull, in her torches light. However, something about this puts her on edge and rightfully so, as there is a shifting under her feet and she barely reacts in time, jumping back as the ground under her slides open, revealing a pit-trap, a nasty thing with several spikes and.. well, actually, those spikes seem rather dull and.. phallic in shape. They are also oiled up with a strange, glistening oil. There is also the chest.. its most likely just bait for the trap, but now that its sprung, perhaps she could..
[[investigate further?]]
[[Just count herself lucky and head back to the real path.]]

[[Deeper into the mountains 1 - Western path.]](If she choses to try and continue..

The real or paranoid feeling of being watched intensifies as Bridget is forced to bend lower and lower, pushing out her bottom, as the tunnel gets tighter around her. Finally, she is forced to crawl on all fours, but the glittering is right before her, so very close..
Her attacking of the eyes seems to only encourage them, more and more opening and not just eyes, theres also lips that drool and lick, and ears that listen to her annoyed grunts.
Then, suddenly, theres something wet and warm pushing against her backdoor, just as she attempts to reach out for the glittering object..

"An interesting part, don't you think?" The lady remarks, shaking Amelia out of her rapture of recounting the story. "Its clearly supernatural, but at the same time, it could just be paranoia and a lack of oxygen at the end of the tunnel, but what fascinates me, is the question how you came up with this exact scenario. It does have something almost.. exhibitionistic." Estrada cooed, one hand, as if on accident, brushing over her voluptous chest, slightly adjusting her dress.. and at such a point in this story. So what happened next?"

[[Briget gets the hell out!]]
[[She grabs the item first, she hasn't persevered this long for no reason.]]

 

[Corruptivespirit]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

Futa Ogre Gameover

but the alcohol made it hard to gather her wits..

Bridget made an honest effort to struggle out of the Giantess' grasp but to no avail. All she succeeded in doing was rubbing up against her cock in what would be a pleasurable manner. The smell of liquor mixed with the intense smell of cock, causing Bridget to swoon and fall forwards. There she began licking instinctively. She was already half out of it, there wasn't anything stopping her from doing the first thing that popped into her head. She followed along veins, licking at the monster cock, tasting the salty tang and trying not to get caught up in the Giantess' pubes. Eventually she had worked her way down to the tip where she was giving it kiss after kiss, accidentally ending up with a mouth full of salty pre, and swallowing instinctively.
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Deeper into the mountain 1, onwards

Simply cross the room?

Bridget shrugged at the strange decor, putting forth no more mind to it than one usually did to a cult's trappings and started for the door, unaware of the danger she faced.

Cross the room but only step on the melting star tiles?

Bridget took a moment to step outside and check the symbol on the front of the doors before continuing. Perhaps the squiggly line meant melting in some way. She'd figure out one way or another as she started forwards, making sure to only land on the star tiles. She kept her bag cinched close to her side, not willing to risk losing her inventory or her safety to a larger jump.

Cross the room but only step on the edged moon tiles?

Bridget looked over the collected tiles. There had to be a pattern; with only two kinds she was just as like to succeed with one than the other. She took a cautious step onto the edged moon tile, then another. And another.

Deeper into the mountain 1 - > eastern path

investigate further?

Well, with the trap 'disarmed' what's stopping her from claiming her prize? Bridget carefully does her best to cross the pit, keeping her eyes level as she does so. There's some things you just don't dwell on too much.

Just count herself lucky and head back to the real path.

So it was a trap... Bridget was fortunate enough to escape the first part. It'd be best not to test another. If the cultists were going to hide something back here, they would've done so that allowed them to get around the trap, otherwise it- it just wouldn't make sense. She shakes her head and heads back to the path.
Deeper into the mountains 1 - Western path.

If she choses to try and continue..

"I- I'm only trying to incorporate your suggestions. It's not like I would write this sort of stuff for my jollies." Amelia swallowed. She did however read this sort of this for her jollies. Her eyes settled on Estrada's chest until she was prompted to continue. Her eyes shot to the floor as she murmured. "Just a second. I'm getting to that."

Briget gets the hell out!

Something was wrong! The moment the creatures touched her they became a threat and Bridget was practically a stuck pig like this. Or at the very least about to become one if she didn't act soon. She backed up as quickly as she could, trying her best to get back onto two legs so she could see, and kick at her aggressor.

She grabs the item first, she hasn't persevered this long for no reason.

She was so close! She could almost taste it! A few gropes were bearable when she had treasure this close to hand. She reached further into the crag, pushing and wedging herself deeper into it as to get every inch she could.

 

[Pervy]

Re: Expedition to the Eldritch Mountain

((all non-responded options basically get you back on the original path through the game)

Futa ogre Ending
A deepthroat of an ogre was enough to get Bridgets throat bulding with the sheer size of things and what hadn't filled her up with cock, the ogres precum took care of.
It seemed the creature hadn't had.. entertainment in quite a while, because it gripped Bridget, using her as a lustful fleshlight, pumping her up and down in quick sucession, grunting only briefly before unleashing what could only be described as a torrent of cum, Bridgets belly swelling slightly.. and, with horror, she quickly realized, this was only the first splurt of cum of many, thick, salty hot deluge filling up her stomach, a bit of it even dripping out of her nose as, realizing she was about to suffocate, the ogre-woman finally relented, pulling back, the remainder of her cum splattering the heroines prone form, marking her with a half-bath full of cum and her tummy swelling to tear a bit of her adventurers gear, with the ogress grinning down at her, relaxing, leaning back.. and taking a deep swing.
She wasn't getting anywhere soon. Worse, soon would likely not be enough to get out of the reach of the ogre-woman whos half-hard shaft was clearly already hyping up for a round two...

//Ending 3//
Bridget was too exhausted to defeat the Futa-Ogre, turning into an unwilling cumdump for her.. though time.. and plenty of booze quickly got her addicted to her new fate. The ogre was at least comparatively protective from what other predators lurked in the murky labyrinth..

//Kinky, but a bit short.. I mean, I didn't know you were into large .. equipped creatures like this, perhaps we should [[Have bridget find another way, though?]] The robed lady grinned, shifting her legs again. Amelia managed to avert her eyes in time, what was this, basic instinct?


Deeper into the mountaints -Pitfall

Bridget tries to balance on the slim edge past the 'spike pit' and as she opens the chest, she finds.. a large sign saying 'Gotcha!' .. one of the cultists was a prankster and an asshole, it seemed. MORESO, the moment the sign jumps out at her, like a jack in the box, only fo her to stumble back, lose her balance and.. find herself falling into the pit, impaling herself on one of the well-lubed Dildos. She gasps out in shock (and perhaps a bit of lust, and .. what now..
[[Pulls herself free trying to reach the edges?]]
[[Tries climbing out using these dildo-spikes as footholds.]]
Whatever it is, she better decides fast, those things hurt a bit.. and tingle a lot in her sex..

Bridget gets the hell out
Bridget turns around, but only with quite a lot of effort, she can feel something brushing her bottom, almost as if massaging it, a sticky, black oil on it as she crawls, then runs back out of that weird hole of a tunnel, making her way [[Onwards into the mountain instead]] Without realizing the slight increase in her buttsize at all.. <+2% Corruption)

Bridget tries to grab the item first!
Just a little bit closer! She thinks, until, suddenly, she notices... she is stuck, or no, rather, her armor is stuck. Well, luckily, something is holding her armor in place, so she can crawl on without it.. and her clothes.. just a bit too tight, she'll need to get rid of those too.. That a more flesh than stone like wall is undressing her somehow doesn't seem the most important thing to her right now, the thing is right infront of her.. and the thing.. it's a phallus.. yes, a beautiful, thick dick. With all those eyes from the walls on her, the hands groping her.. she just knows what to do. //suck. suck. suckl// someone seems to whisper.. and, like the exhibitionistic slut she is, she reaches out with her tongue.. just a biiiit further and she can get to it... then she can suck it like she deserves..

Onwards, simply crossing the room.
For a few steps, everything seems fine, but suddenly, Bridget steps on a star-symbol, and.. well, a slick, ghostly tentacle starts winding up her leg, leaving a smear of white, ectoplasmic goo. She struggles to push it of and does so, sucessfully, but not without feeling.. oddly turned on by the etheral creature. <+3% corruption>
[[And so, she continues on.]]

Onwards, stepping only on melting star tiles

Bridget yelps, as from the first tile a ghostly tentacle rises. She tries another, and another tentacle rises. Struggling to get away, she accidentially stumbles, the two ghostly tentacles binding her limbs and a third rises, right before her, and beginning to thrust into her mouth.. if she keeps her lips closed, or not. The sensation is.. otherwordly. Cold, not solid, yet there, the tentacle fucks her vigorously, before letting forth a splurt of ectoplasmic goo, twitching, and splurting the strange liquid down her throat, filling her with what should be warm, but feels cold yet somehow.. pleasurable?
<Corruption +7>
(corruption 10+)[[She kind of enjoys this treatment]]
[[Finally, with a desperate struggle and a cut of her blade that disperses, but doesn't hurt the ghost, she flees|And so, she continues on]]

Onwards, stepping only on the moon tiles

Bridget easily crosses the room, and nothing seemt to happen. Perhaps she was overthinking this.
[[And so, she continues on.]]