Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

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Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Spoiler

Euria: HP = 28/59, PP = 21/42, EP = 47, Status = Naked, Horny

22 orksiz
13 orcdix
9 (maybeonly) orcvaginas

Torguk easily copied Euria's ecstatic build up as the nymph surrendered to her body's raging desires, bucking up to meet her and ensuring that he struck her deepest depths. His manhood was like an iron bar inside of her, spreading her inner walls and setting her nerves alight with sensation as it spread her wide again and again and again. Their countering rises and falls quickly grew in speed and ferocity up to the point that they produced an audible smacking noise that joined the pleasured groans and grunts being emitted by both Euria and the man she had mounted, the rhythmic wet *SMACK SMACK SMACK* drawing jeers and jealous stares from the crowd of orcs still watching them from the table. A few had already risen, and from somewhere nearby sounds similar to their own were just getting underway, though that seemed like a regular thing. Most of the attention was focused on the pale newcomer, Euria, and watching her ass ripple from pounding down onto Torguk's lap while her heavy breasts bounced freely was definitely the most interesting spectacle in the room.

One of the orc man's hands shifted as she built into the pace she would maintain for the rest of her ride, sliding up her front to ultimately grip one of her breasts, sliding the palm over the sensitive tip of the bouncing orb, squeezing it in regular intervals without fully stopping it from bouncing in his hand. He was certainly grunting and groaning eagerly as she bounced in his lap, his own return thrusts causing his balls to slap against her jiggling ass, and if the excited noises bursting from his throat were any indication Euria's efforts to seek her own pleasure were proving quite satisfying to her partner as well. Stone hard and large enough to fill her without stretching her, Euria's whole body was hit with shock after shock of electric pleasure that only grew more intense with every passing moment.

The ultimate result of her furious ride came as a surprise to no one, the build up resulting in an explosive orgasm that left Euria shaking while Torguk groaned beneath her, his length throbbing and spurting up droplets of pre as he took over thrusting for her. He didn't unleash his seed despite that insistent pulsating, however, and instead let the wolfish nymph ride out her climax to satisfaction with gritted teeth and steady grunts and groans telling of how tempting giving up his cum for her was. As she was on the final downward slope of her climax, Euria found him gently pull her forward, and if she didn't refuse he pulled the nymph into an open mouthed kiss and locked his arms around her back, though that hold was only brief as he ultimately slid his hands down to grasp two handfuls of her finely sculpted rear.

The nymph wouldn't have to wait long for him to build back up to a rapid pace, and with the orc hammering up into within a minute of her first orgasm the kiss was quickly broken after Torguk took only a brief exploration of her mouth. His lips descended as his grip on her tightened, fingers squeezing her soft flesh as he sought distraction from the pleasure, to keep himself from blowing his load into her too early. He quickly found it in the form of one of her jiggling breasts, however, and latched onto the tip and drew upon it briefly, slow rhythmic periods of suction followed by his tongue rapidly flicking over the sensitive nub.

Even the smothering of her breast wouldn't silence his groans entirely, however, the rhythmic slapping as he plowed her folds from below not quite drowning out the muffled grunts telling of how his release was growing nearer and nearer. Only a few moments later she could feel his cock, hard as stone inside of her, giving stronger throbs, pulsating against her inner walls as his pace suddenly stepped up a notch. It seemed like any second he was going to finally burst, to flood her pussy with his warm cream, and with another orgasm building her body craved that very thing. Closer and closer and closer.... Until, suddenly, Torguk's cock slipped out of her, rubbing between her plump cheeks that had turned red from so many repeated impacts, pulsating in mid air and covered in the faerie's honey.

His arms remained locked around her back, however, and Euria found that she couldn't quite move enough to sheath him back into her folds and finish him. The tip of her breasts was released with a gasp, and for a few seconds Torguk simply recuperated before suddenly rolling her over. In mere moments Euria went from on top to on her back, her legs lifted as he descended upon her, and in a pair of shifts the powerful orc aimed once more and sheathed himself back into her soft folds, this time from above. Some of their audience cheered or chuckled at the sudden change in position, and one of the women shouted; "Now she's in for it!"

Euria would quickly find out what she meant as Torguk gave only a brief pause upon penetrating her again before beginning to move, and with him in control she could lie back and enjoy the sensations with only minimal motion in return. As she did, she would find his motions more precise than her own, driving his cock into her to the hilt in a smooth stroke that ground against the sensitive patch of her g-spot and kissed her cervix at the end only to retreat until only the head remained inside, letting her feel the ridge surrounding his tip in exquisite detail as it rubbed against her inner walls. The force of his thrusts produced a louder clap than her wild bucking, a powerful ripple running over the nymph's soft flesh each time he hilted into her, and even though he was thrusting slower than he might have the thrusts from base to tip offered much more stimulation. Her partner wasn't content merely to fuck her, however, and as he rutted her into the bedroll Euria would feel nibbles and kisses and the occasional brief bit of suction against her neck and jaw as Torguk sought to taste her as she had tasted him.

Torguk quickly built up to a steady rhythm that leveled off at just the right pace to have her every nerve singing, and despite the insistent throbbing of his member as it drove into her tight folds it would be several more minutes of wonderful build up before Euria felt hid pace quickening and his rod pulsating. Pounding into her from above, it was obvious exactly where he intended to finish; deep inside of her, where his potent seed would surely pool where it could do its work in impregnating the lust crazed nymph. Thrust after thrust seemed to drive him deeper into her depths, droplets of pre left against her inner gateway, but with the pressure building and building up to its breaking point it would take an immense amount of effort for her to demand that he pull out.

Assuming she didn't, she would reach their final descent into pure bliss together at nearly the same moment, a final powerful pulse from his rod followed by a low groan from Torguk against her throat signaling the orc's impending release just as Euria felt the knot of pleasure that had grown in her stomach starting to violently untie itself. The next throb sent the first rope of potent jism splashing against the nymph's cervix, one followed by countless others as ecstasy wiped away all concerns she might have had about letting him cum inside of her. Her body's urge to breed, born from her faerie blood and enhanced by the ritual that had gifted her with her wolfish features, sparked only pleasure as stream after stream of potent baby batter was released into her, forming a pool in her depths and left locked there by their position and the plug of her paramour's cock as it continued to deliver the thick substance. After the first shot, Torguk hilted into her and mostly stopped moving save for a steady grind, keeping himself locked deep within her but offering enough continued stimulation to keep them both going through the course of their orgasms.

With nowhere else to go, Euria felt a ball of glorious heat forming within her as the orc's release was drawn gulp by gulp into her womb, millions of sperm mixed in the fluid her body was gobbling up going on the hunt. With her own enhanced fecundity and her partners virility working in harmony, it was hardly a matter of if they would find a viable target. It was more a matter of how many, and all too soon one of the nymph's eggs was swarmed, the conception of Torguk's child all but certain now even if she intended to ensure that she didn't carry it to term. All that might change now... Was just how many he would sire on her before the night was through.

As he lay panting on top of her in the final moments of their orgasm, Torguk gave a few final thrusts into Euria, depositing a bit of his release into her moist channel and causing a slight froth to appear on his thick green tool. He wouldn't pull out either, the expression of ecstasy on his face and the satisfied panting against her neck signaling that he most certainly didn't want to pull free of the tight embrace of her folds. Nearby, however, Euria would see at least four other male orcs, forming a very loose circle around them from various positions in the room but not seemingly part of a group. They were all watching them, some openly stroking themselves but one at least keeping a measure of dignity while observing her session with Torguk. It was clear that any or all of them would have been happy to join in and try their own hand at pleasing the nymph, and even after the vigorous rutting by her first partner Euria would find her body as insatiable as ever, though perhaps a little more fatigued depending on her stamina. Whether or not she wished to invite some of them over, continue purely with Torguk, or perhaps even end the session entirely was now up to her.

 

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Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Euria allowed herself to be pulled down without any resistance, meeting Torguk's kiss with equal vigor, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck in return and pulling her body closer to his until her breasts were pressed up against his chest. Euria gave a muffled gasp as Torguk's hands found there way down to her ass and he began to thrust again, quickly reaching a quick pace once again.

This time Euria let him lead, rolling her hips back against his thrusts but letting him set the pace. She wasn't disappointed, as he was quickly hammering away despite the unusual position. Each thrust managed to fill her completely as he struck home, leaving her steadily climbing toward another orgasm. Amazingly, he still seemed to be resisting the urge to cum. He seemed like he was close, she could feel his cock pulsating inside of her, ready to burst at any moment...

And then she felt him pull out. She expected to feel a hot splash across her back any moment, thinking he'd simply pulled out before cumming, but apparently he had other plans. She yelped in surprise as he suddenly rolled them over so that he was on top and lifted her legs up off the bedroll under them. She squirmed briefly in his grip until he lined himself up once again, moaning in pleasure as he penetrated her once again. She blushed as she heard one of the orc women shouting, being reminded that they were still in full view of everyone else, but that was of little real concern to her.

In this position, Euria could do little but lie there and take what Torguk was giving her, but she didn't mind. His thrusts were even more powerful now, and seemed to manage to hit even deeper even though she was certain he'd been going all the way to the hilt before. The incredible lust that characterized her race hadn't abated in the slightest from her first orgasm, she needed more—And Torguk seemed more than willing to give her more.

"Aaaahhn!" The nymph couldn't back her voice any longer, her next cry loud enough that anyone in the keep probably could have heard it, if everyone hadn't already been gathered in this room. The show they were putting on for their many observers continued, though with her upper body mostly obscured by Torguk's all most would see was the rippling of her ass each time he struck home, and her tail now moving fast enough to make a faint slapping sound each time it met the floor, or occasionally struck at Torguk's legs or back. She pushed back in time with his thrusts, her inner walls squeezing down on him as she neared her peak once again, trying to milk him of his seed. Though she had no desire to become pregnant, such thoughts found no purchase in her lust-addled mind, given entirely to the primal urge to breed and to give in to all of the pleasure that came with the act.

With another cry of sheer pleasure Euria nearly fell limp in the orc's arms as he finally unleashed wave after wave of his seed into her waiting depths, finally experiencing the orgasm she'd been on the edge of since he'd repositioned. Her mind seemed to go blank for a few moments, leaving her panting heavily as she regained her senses, Torguk still grinding slowly into her. She could feel the heat settling inside of her even now, and some part of her knew that with how fertile her body was between her nymph blood and the ritual that had made her what she was now, there was little chance of avoiding becoming pregnant after such a large load, but that thought quickly faded from her mind, her lust not yet sated despite how satisfied she felt. She was never able to fully control herself once she began, that was precisely why she took precautions. She still had a few potions left that would ensure she wouldn't become pregnant, she'd just need to take one... Later. She wasn't done yet.

She barely registered the other men who'd gathered around, some with their manhood on open display. She found herself fixing a few of them with a lustful, if still half-dazed look, absently licking her lips as she briefly wondered what it would be like to have all of them join in at once... A few final thrusts from Torguk reminded her of where she still was, and she responded by wrapping both her legs and arms around him to draw him closer, tail still slapping at the ground beneath her, if at a lazier pace now. She nuzzled against his neck for a moment before nibbling gently, careful not to use too much pressure—some of her teeth quite a bit sharper than they had been before her transformation.

If the other orcs took her look previously as one of invitation, she wouldn't put up any resistance, too lost in her own desires to consider her earlier trepidation. But neither would she explicitly call them over, still rather uncertain about the prospect of involving more than one man at a time despite her fantasizing. Regardless of what they did however, Euria soon began to grind against Torguk once again, her eagerness to continue if he was still able to more than evident.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Spoiler

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 47, Status = Naked, Horny, Pregnant

22 orksiz
13 orcdix
9 (maybeonly) orcvaginas

Even with the orc seed that was surely already taking root inside of her sloshing about as Torguk's rod stirred inside of her, Euria's lust knew no end. Her nymphic heritage always made it hard to stop once she got started, and Torguk wasn't making it seem like they were done as he hungrily sucked on her neck while his hips, only briefly still, began to buck slowly into her once more as her arms and legs locked around him. His shaft slid back and forth, plunging in and out of her slick folds with the motions of his body, his erection still firm as stone and filling her wonderfully despite that she had acclimated to his size perfectly by that point.

The claps they produced were softer now, and came in slower, but Torguk was still slamming down into her hard and deep, sending new flares of ecstasy shooting into Euria's form. He groaned as he began to pick up the pace, his body shifting back and forth, muscles tensing in a dance that quickly overwhelmed all other thoughts and sensations. Even after cumming once already, the orc wasn't slowing down, his determination to enjoy the nymph's body to the fullest degree possible clear. His building vigor and the pleased grunts that he was emitting suggested that there would be no pulling out until he was absolutely spent, and the pleasure inspired by the feel of the first load flooding her depths only causing her to hunger for another.

Despite his lust, Torguk took a slow build, letting his thrusting grow faster slowly over the course of the next minute or so, but when suddenly a shadow appeared over them he took only a moment to react. He grasped her hard and rolled, putting the nymph back on top, and then leaned forward as he pushed her up slightly, making the nymph arch her back and letting her swinging breasts hang over his face. He clamped immediately over one of the tips, sucking on it, his tongue giving slow rolls over the sensitive nub, and suddenly the nymph found her legs being pulled back so that she was simply straddling him again, a much more comfortable position. That also ensured that his hips were smacking into hers hard enough to produce deep, loud smacks, and his deep thrusts sent surge after surge of pleasure rolling up her spine.

Those thrusts slowed suddenly, however, and if she hadn't already Euria would quickly figure out why. She wasn't alone with Torguk anymore, and it wasn't just one more orc either. Whether she liked it or not, her lustful look cast sideways had been interpreted as interest and permission in one by someone, and their eager approach had drawn others. She was going to be having more than one partner, and soon, and Torguk didn't seem to have any arguments with that idea. He kept pumping into her pussy, seemingly intent on staying there either because it was his preference or because he simply wanted to ensure that it was his seed that took root in her, but from that and the attention to her bosom - steady sucking on one nipple while he kneaded the other breast with his hand - he wasn't going anywhere.

Torguk did relinquish his other hand's position on her plump rear, however, surrendering it so that two other hands could grasp her soft lower cheeks and spread them apart. A pleased grunt from someone behind her - the orc who had stripped off her bottoms - came as he slid in closer, kneeling behind Euria as his cock was aimed at her rear entrance. If she didn't want him to start plugging that hole, she would have to act quickly, but it was hardly her only distraction at that point. A hand came down on top of her head, fingers deftly shifting until nails were scratching at the bases of her canine ears, a less sexual brand of pleasure suddenly flooding her as the unfelt itch was scratched.

Elena was standing over her, and like the other men around her - of which there were two, each with their hard green cocks hanging out within easy reach - she had done away with her bottoms. Her feminine form contrasted sharply with theirs, her wide hips and longer legs more innately visually appealing in some respects, but where she differed from the men in form she had one distinct aspect that she shared, one not normally found on women. A hard, thick, ten inch green cock sprung from just over where her natural sex should be, a pair of bulging balls hanging in the expected fleshy sack below it. The orcish woman's cock, surely a mutation of some sort, pulsed with life as it was thrust closer to Euria's face, a fat tip tinged with purple close enough for her to kiss, though it wasn't the only one as the other two orcish men pressed in, looking for their own attention while Euria was left to choose how she wanted to respond to all this.

 

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Euria didn't even notice the other orc's approach, too caught up in the act once again as she eagerly matched Torguk's thrusts with her own movements. She gave a surprised cry, clutching harder at the Orc's back as he suddenly grabbed her and rolled her on top of him without warning, one which quickly turned to another moan of pleasure a his lips closed around her nipple and gravity caused her to sink even deeper onto his shaft.

She gave him a curious look as he slowed down, only to give another cry of surprise as she felt another pair of hands on her ass. She was momentarily confused before a look over her shoulder confirmed that she was going to be dealing with a lot more than just Torguk soon if she didn't stop him... but did she really want to? She'd been hesitant about the idea from the start, a little afraid even. She had no small amount of experience with men—and women for that matter—and in many different forms, but only ever with one at a time. She'd heard plenty of dirty stories back home about this, but was she really ready to do it herself?

The choice was quickly taken out of her hands, too far gone in the unending lust her heritage as a nymph always brought on to try to stop him, if she even really wanted to. There was a little pain, but it was quickly overpowered by pleasure as she was filled more thoroughly than she'd ever experienced before by the two thick rods. Maybe it wasn't as bad as she'd been fearing after all, some small part of her mind managed to consider as she was sandwiched between them.

Another surprise came as another hand began to scratch at the base of her ears. It was perhaps a little humiliating if she considered that she was being treated like a common dog, but she couldn't bring herself to care at that moment, it just felt so good. It was an entirely different sort of pleasure than what the other two orcs were giving her, but it was no less welcome, and she melted into the touch, mumbling something incoherent with a contented sigh. There was no way for her too keep up her own movements at this point, simply letting herself be bounced between the two powerful orcs.

A familiar musky scent finally caused her to crack her eyes open, met with yet another long, thick green cock. This one came as a bit of a surprise when she realized it was not attached to another of the men, but to Elena... but she wasn't unfamiliar with such rarities. She instinctively opened her mouth as her head was guided closer to it by Elena's hand still scratching between her ears, tongue snaking out to lick at the head before closing her lips around it. She did her best to keep it in her mouth as she was bounced around by the two orcs beneath and behind her. slowly starting to build up a rhythm of moving up and down her shaft in time with their thrusts.

The other two orcs who her approached were not ignored either, though there was little left to give them for the moment. Once she'd managed to steady herself into some semblance of control again she reached out with both hands, taking one of them in each and beginning to stroke them. Her body was moving entirely on instinct now, her mind too drowned in the pleasure, her senses overwhelmed by the attack from all sides. Even her tail had started to go wild, occasionally thumping against the chest of the orc taking her from behind as it thrashed about with little concern for what was around her, though without enough force behind it to really cause any pain.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Spoiler

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 47, Status = Naked, Horny, Pregnant with 3 of Torguk's

22 orksiz
13 orcdix
9 (maybeonly) orcvaginas

While the initial penetration of her rear hole might provide a degree of discomfort, the added stimulation caused by the tightening of her pussy ensured that the pleasure far outweighed it, and the deeper he went the better it all felt. Torguk was still steadily pumping into her from below, but the unnamed orc who had pulled down her bottoms hardly seemed to have any trouble shifting to compensate as he plunged himself into her as with a groan, hitting deep inside and seemingly striking a sweet spot that she hadn't know she had in the unexplored hole. Despite his eagerness, however, he paused with a grunt as he bottomed out, leaving Torguk moving at a steady clip and feeling larger than ever inside of her with the added pressure of a second cock plugging her ass.

Elena, in the meantime, grinned and cooed as Euria's tongue greeted her cock before the faerie's lips sealed over the fattened tip of the futa's engorged rod. "Ooooh, like the taste?" she said with a giggle, but would forgive the nymph if she was unable to speak at the moment. The two orcs on whom she placed her hands both pushed lightly into her hands, encouraging her to stroke them, but other than the occasional grunt and the drops of pre that stuck to her hands as she jerked them off she had little attention to give them.

While she had guided her towards her mutant cock, Elean made no demands on Euria as to how she serviced the orcess. If Euria had some course in mind as to how she would please the woman, Elena would bask in her enjoyment of it while continuing to steadily scratch at the eternal itches behind Euria's canine ears. If she simply wanted Elena to fuck her mouth, the orc would happily oblige, grasping the top of Euria's head and plugging her mouth and throat full of thick, veiny cock.

The two men behind and below her were the most pressing in demanding her attention, but only because they sent her body into fits of raw ecstasy. Torguk remained below, kneading one breast while sucking on the other but also giving her pussy steady, powerful thrusts that would have had her jiggling and moaning all on their own. The orc behind her, at the same time, began to move cautiously, letting her adjust to being double stuffed at first but soon giving in to his lusts and pumping into the nymph in earnest, her inhuman body more than able to take even more than she was getting.

After a few moments the two orcs had reached an equilibrium, or the three if Elena had been left to take the initiative in her own pleasure and was thrusting into Euria's mouth. Alternating their thrusts, one slid back while the other plunged into her, leaving every moment sending a fresh bolt of ecstasy into the nymph's frame. Torguk in particular seemed to delight in Euria's pleasure, aiming his cock to hit her every sweet spot while the orc above simply seemed intent on giving her enough pleasant sensations to keep her from pushing him back while he found his own satisfaction. Luckily he was long enough to hit her perineal sponge, a sweet spot of nerves that was as sensitive as either of the primary sweet spots in her natural sex, and through it and all of the other stimulation she was getting in ways to which she was more accustomed Euria found an orgasm building fast and hitting hard when it arrived.

None of the orcs were phased by her climax, however, and continued through it, and the one that followed it moments after before any of them seemed on the verge of their own. Torguk had been enjoying her the longest, and though he had measured his stamina well, it was soon to end. His thrusts grew more erratic, losing pace at times, though he was always quick to correct, and even through the barrage of pleasure Euria felt him begin to throb dangerously inside of her. She had already taken his seed inside of her, however, welcoming his potent sperm into her depths despite her supernatural fecundity, and it was far too late to dodge the risk if she wished to avoid becoming pregnant, as her body seemed intent on offering as many partners as possible an opportunity to seed her tonight.

A few seconds before he blew his load in her pussy again, Torguk released her breast from his mouth and let out a blissful groan, letting her know all too clearly what was about to happen. A moment later she felt the first splash of hot cream against her inner walls, soon followed by numerous others as he painted her inner walls white with wave after wave of fresh semen, new legions seeking the eggs that she was so eager to offer up even if she had no intention of keeping the resulting children. His second load was only slightly smaller than the first, and after a few thrusts he held inside of her, letting the natural tightening as the other orc pumped himself into her ass continue milking him as he unleashed every last drop in a bid to achieve maximum satisfaction from his time with her.

Torguk was not alone, however, as one of the orcs she was working with her hands seemed too excited for his own good. Perhaps it was watching her take on so many partners at once, or perhaps he was simply too long since his last release, but for some reason the man's stamina seemed taxed even before Torguk had become to release his seed into her for a second time. His cock suddenly jumped in her hand, and just as Torguk was cumming in her she felt a warm splash against her cheek as a rope of cum was draped across it. A few more ropes were added before she could react, one across her brow and another across her nose, but then she could elect to take the rest elsewhere, in her mouth or still over her face, or even aiming them elsewhere if she liked. The one who came was quickly replaced by another willing participant, however, and on it went.

After he had finished cumming, however, Torguk's turn was over, as he began to wince and soften slightly within her, needing a break before he could continue at the very least. Sensing this, the one above her slowed, and Torguk pulled out. If Euria thought things were about to get easier on her, however, she was sadly mistaken. The orc above her grabbed her, pulling her away from the others as he laid her down on top of him, letting her back rest against his chest as he slid himself back into her ass and began to pump with renewed vigor. In mere moments he was slamming her deep and hard, pounding into her ass like a wild beast while Torguk's semen oozed out of her pussy and onto his groin, though he hardly seemed to notice, and if she hadn't cum with Torguk the lupine nymph would soon find herself reaching another intense orgasm.

Elena was quick to capitalize on the emptiness of her cunt, however, and in only a few short moments the nymph found the orcess kneeling in front of her and guiding her shaft towards her pussy while more orcs crowded around her.

 

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Euria gave a brief approximation of a nod to Elena's comment, more a slight bob of her head that interrupted her normal pattern, not really even comprehending what was being asked but responding on instinct. She certainly wasn't inexperienced, it would have been quite incredible to still be considering her heritage, but this was something she'd never experienced before. The sensory overload was too much with the more logical parts of her mind already drowned out in an unending sea of simple lust.

Unfortunately, she was having trouble keeping up while she was being bounced around by the two orcs beneath and behind her. She gave a long moan around Elena's rod as the two bottomed out at once, and after a few moments found her mouth free as she ached back, letting out another wordless cry as another orgasm took her. That wouldn't do though, some prat of her mind was telling her, she couldn't just leave Elena like that.

Briefly letting her head rise to meet the Orc woman's eyes with her own lust-clouded gaze, she opened her mouth to speak only for another moan to escape her lips, unable to find the words to say what she wanted to say. It was hard to think about anything else with her body endlessly crying for release again and again. Instead she simply let her eyes drift shut, mouth open in invitation.

If Elena took the invitation she would simply melt into the embrace of the three, content to let them use her body as they wished, too lost in her own pleasure to try to take the lead. She barely remembered to keep stroking the two cocks in her hands, moving more on instinct than conscious effort, still wrapping her lips and tongue around the one in her mouth even if she was no longer dictating the pace.

Once they settled into a pattern there wasn't even a moment's rest for the nymph, even as one pulled out another was hitting deep inside of her, filling every part of her body. Another orgasm came quickly, and another on the heels of that, but still they didn't stop, and still her body craved more.

She could vaguely feel that Torguk's pace was slowing, growing more erratic, and she pushed back against him, her body eager to take his seed despite her wish to avoid having children. Another cry, muffled by the thick rod pushing into her throat, came as Torguk finally released his seed inside of her once again, the shaft in her right hand beginning to spasm at the same time, rope after rope of cum coating her face as Torguk filled her womb for the second time.

Euria was left panting softly when Elena's shaft finally popped free of her mouth once Torguk had pulled out, and the orc in her ass had pulled her down on top of him. She cracked an eye open once again to see Elena kneeling to take the spot Torguk had just vacated, and the nymph presented herself as well as she could while lying against the chest of the other man, his cock once again buried deep in her ass. She barely gave a thought to the cum dripping from between her lower lips, or down her face. If anything, the strong scent to close to her sensitive nose only fed the burning lust still building within her.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Spoiler

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 47, Status = Naked Pregnant with 3 of Torguk's

22 orksiz
13 orcdix
9 (maybeonly) orcvaginas

With her largely passive acceptance of her situation, Eura felt Elena slide her mutant cock into her cum filled cunny without a hint of resistance or protest, the stimulation enough to once more leave her swamped in pleasure. Elena proved as aggressive and energetic a partner as Torguk or the orc beneath her, and her thick tool hit every one of the nymph's sweet spots on its way into her while her inner walls caressed every inch of the orcish shaft buried inside of her. Indeed, Elena was even more enthusiastic now than when she'd been fucking Eura's face, and for the nymph it couldn't be said that her body didn't appreciate having the thick slab of throbbing orcish meat in her depths rather than pumping into her throat.

With two cocks now buried inside of her once more, Euria was bounced between them like a piece of meat, every soft portion of her finely shaped form rippling from the powerful impacts of the two muscular warriors taking their pleasure of her. Every moment of it was ecstasy, the scent of fresh cum only serving to inspire her instincts to remain in that heightened state of arousal, and if she was so inclined Euria could easily take a grip on two of the members still waiting to fully enjoy her, and even guide one into her mouth.

Whether or not she did so, however, the two pounding into her took the brunt of her attention. Explosive pleasure rolled through her, building and building and building, and she could feel it building in them too. "Nnnn.... Nnnnn.... NNNNN!!!" Elena grunted, watching Euria's bouncing breasts and grinning. She reached out and grasped both without diminishing the pace of her thrusts, kneading the soft fleshy orbs, "mmmm, I'll bet you like having someone suckin on these, eh? Nnnn!" Her thrusts sped up, in tandem with the one still pumping into the nymph's rear passage, and with both cocks throbbing together Euria would quickly realize that she was about to be more filled than she ever had before. "Nnn... Nnnnn.... Nnnn! Bet you'd... Nnnff... Rather have one of mine suckin on those that one of that oaf Torguk's!"

With that declaration she started rutting Euria in earnest, and only a few short moments later she made every effort to make her words a reality as she unloaded into Euria, the one beneath her driving up with a few last short thrusts and shooting his own liquid gift deep into her ass. The sudden surge of heat into both holes drove her into yet another orgasm, this one of the strongest yet, and both made every effort to prolong their pleasure for as long as possible while pumping their seed into her, Elena adding a surge to contest Torguk's right to get a child on her and the one beneath her uncaring that his sperm had no chance of taking root and filling her as much as he could anyway.

She wasn't given long to rest, however, as once Elena and the other orc had pulled away she was rolled onto her side, her leg raised over an athletic orc's shoulder. He slid into her folds without teasing or hesitation, and his cock was particularly long but not quite as thick as Torguk's or Elena's, and with how soaked her ravaged cunny was and his slighter girth he had no trouble at all building up to an incredibly pace that struck her hard and deep and drover her body into spasms as he rutted her. He wasn't without stamina either, lasting several minutes at such a breakneck pace before pumping a dose of his own potent cream into her.

None of the others waiting had had room to take a turn, however, and when the next brought her up to her knees and slid into her oozing folds, uncaring of how much cum was already leaking out of her, another quickly took an opposite position and crammed her mouth full of cock. The next to take her was thicker, his paler skin and pointed ears suggesting some mixed ancestry, but it hardly mattered to her now that she was so deep in the throes of her mating rut. He set up a fast pace as well, making her ass jiggle and breasts shake beneath her while the other pumped into her mouth with as much gusto as Elena had earlier. Another session of rapid pounding resulted in another dose of cum splashing against her cervix, much squeezed out to pool between her legs and some filling her womb, adding yet another contender for who would sire the children that she would surely carry from this encounter. At the same time, the one in her mouth pulled out and began to jerk himself off, filling her mouth with rope after rope of his salty, pungent seed.

It continued as such, the orcs taking her again and again, her body made to shudder through orgasm in multiple different positions. No less than three other men dumped their cum into her pussy, Elena took a turn in her ass, and two others came on her face and in her mouth. One particularly short orc, while Euria was made to grind back on another she was riding while he groped her ass encouragingly, crouched slightly and slid his cock, slick with her honey and the leftovers of his cream, into the crevice between her breasts and brought himself to orgasm that way. Torguk even took another turn, this time merely letting her suck him off while the last other orc, the one who had stripped her and first claimed her ass, desperately hammered into her sex from behind.

With the last of her partners satisfied, Euria was left an exhausted but thoroughly satisfied cum covered mess. The orcs who had enjoyed her all offered various verbal appreciations, and if she still had the strength left and an appetite she could take her portion of the meal that had been prepared. Her pack and clothes lay undisturbed nearby, discarded during the mad rush to take pleasure from the wolfish nymph, and she was free to find her own corner in which to rest or pass out right where she was, on Torguk's thoroughly filthy bedroll.

Either way, nothing of particular distress occurred during the rest of the night to rouse her, and she awoke slightly sore but otherwise unharmed and unhindered. The orcs were gone, but their things remained, and a bowl of porridge covered in sweet syrup harvested from a local tree had been left out for her. She was free to do as she liked, to eat, to prepare to leave, to try and find someplace to clean herself up, to take one of her potions, or even to pick through the possessions of her apparently trusting hosts. She had been given permission the night before to explore the lower basements, but could just as easily prepare to take off from the dilapidated fortress now if she so wished.

 

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Euria gave another gasp as she was once again filled from both sides, Elena filling the hole that Torguk had only just vacated. Every movement was ecstasy for her insatiable body, and now that she was more upright she found herself bouncing between the strong bodies on either side of her with each thrust. While much of her body was firm from living a life out in the wilds more often than not, her breasts still bounced each time one of the two struck home, and her shapely ass rippled with each thrust. Together with the moans now coming freely and often and her cum-soaked but thoroughly satisfied face, it all painted quite the erotic scene.

"Nnnnh, yes!" The nymph moaned as Elena begin to grope at her breasts, the extra stimulation leaving her writhing atop the two hard shafts even more than she had been prior. Her own hands had found another pair of waiting cocks at some point, stroking them almost instinctively as she was bounced back and forth, not making the effort to guide one towards her mouth, but gladly taking one in if she was guided to it. Elena's second comment didn't fully register in Euria's lust-addled mind, but she did manage through both her words and the physical cues to understand that the woman was about to cum.

"Yessss," She moaned softly, beyond the point of caring about the risk of pregnancy, her body craving to be filled even more than Torguk had already done. "Give it to me, please!" Her plea didn't go unanswered, as she soon found herself once again feeling that wonderful sensation of being filled up by the orc woman's hot seed. Even as she was writhing in the ecstasy of feeling so thoroughly filled once again, the one in her ass released his own load, an entirely different but undeniably pleasant sensation overcoming her as she was filled from both ends. It was so much more intense than anything she'd experienced before, and was more than enough to throw her into her most intense orgasm yet. She gave a wordless cry and arched back for a moment, only to collapse against the broad chest of the orc behind her, riding out the rest of her orgasm as the two continued to empty the last of their loads inside of her.

She flopped onto the bedroll beneath her, cum now dripping steadily from both of her holes and down her face, but even now her tail was swishing from side to side, her body still craving more. She didn't have long to wait, barely even able to catch her breath before she felt another set of strong hands gripping her, pulling one of her legs up and going at her at an incredible pace right from the starting. He left her gasping breathlessly and briefly clawing at the bedroll beneath her in a struggle to get some kind of stability as her body was rocked with each powerful thrust, until he finally finished, leaving her with that wonderful feeling of already overfilled depths being filled with yet another load of potent seed.

The next to take her apparently weren't in the mood to take turns either, as it wasn't long after she felt herself lifted to her knees and another cock forced its way into her already soaked depths that she found herself staring down yet another. It took very little coaxing to get the nymph to open her mouth to accommodate it, and it wasn't long before she was drooling over it as he settled into simply fucking her face at a speed comparable to the one behind her. When he finally finished in her mouth she made an effort to swallow everything he gave her, though more than a little managed to dribble out of the corners of her mouth.

If she were in the state of mind to consider such things, Euria would be glad that she'd bought a few a couple of extra contraceptive potions before heading out this time, because with her natural fertility and how thoroughly she was being filled here, it was all but guaranteed she'd end up pregnant otherwise.

By the time the last of the orcs had finished with her, and some more than once, Euria was utterly soaked with their seed, both inside and out. Her body's sense of insatiable need finally seemed to be settling down as well, and when the last of them finished Euria just remained where she was, still panting softly as she sought to catch her breath. She curled up on the bedroll with a mumbled thanks she wasn't quite sure was entirely coherent, heedless of the mess that had been made of both it and herself, and it wasn't long before her exhausted body drifted off to sleep.

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When Euria awoke her first thought was that she was hungry. When the past night's events began to come back to her, she realized she'd never actually gotten around to the meal she'd been promised. She wasn't quite certain how to feel about what had transpired, though her stiff, sore body was certainly making its feelings known as she struggled to her feet. She almost couldn't believe she'd actually done that, except that the evidence was still all over her even then.

Opting to satisfy some of her basic needs at least, she briefly wiped herself down as best she could, though she knew she'd need to bathe properly afterwards. With that done she rummaged through her pack, forgoing her clothes entirely for the time being, eventually retrieving one of the potions she'd brought along to ensure she wouldn't have to deal with an unwanted pregnancy. Downing the unpleasant liquid in one go, she returned the empty bottle to her pack and finally settled herself down to eat, the gnawing hunger refusing to be ignored any longer.

As she ate, she replayed the previous night's events in her mind. She wanted to be angry that they'd taken advantage of her state in such a way, but in the end it was her own fault. She'd been careless even knowing full well how her body reacted to such stimulation, and she hadn't exactly warned them. She'd been basically begging for it, they had no way of knowing her actions weren't made entirely of her own volition. And besides, it really wasn't unpleasant, in retrospect.

It certainly wasn't what she'd have chosen as her first experience with multiple partners, but she'd never really been opposed to the idea of it, just... afraid. Years of living among the fae, especially nymphs, had desensitized even someone like her, who'd never shared the sort of libido her sisters had, to a lot of ideas. Such as the fact that even now, she was calmly sitting at the table entirely nude, eating her breakfast. She'd never seen clothes as much more than tools to protect herself anyway, before a lot of time spent around humans instilled her with at least a basic sense of modesty.

She didn't expect that the orcs had proper bathing facilities set up here, especially considering that they were still clearing the place out, so once she'd finished eating Euria made her way outside, to the stream that ran through the fortress, merely giving a polite nod or wave to any of the orcs she passed. It was cold, but not much more so than the last few she'd bathed herself in along the path here, so she soon settled herself down and went to work scrubbing away the remnants of the previous night's activities.

Having to clean so much of the dried cum from herself reminded her that she needed to be careful about such encounters along the road. The orcs here seemed like an honourable sort, but she knew from experience that not everyone she might meet along the road was like that. What if she'd met the clanless they mentioned before? Or even just human bandits? She couldn't let her guard down, there would be plenty out there who would be all too willing to take advantage of her, and probably not let her leave afterwards.

The risk of pregnancy was always there too, especially with how fertile her people tended to be. She only had one potion left, and didn't know when she'd next be somewhere she could buy more, so she'd need to be careful to prevent a repeat, as enjoyable as it might have been in the heat of the moment. Finally satisfied that she'd cleaned herself thoroughly, her hair and tail's fur taking some special care to get everything out of, she made her way back inside, finally gathering up her clothes and dressing once again.

She could be on her way, but she'd been told about the basements beneath the keep, and the chance to explore an ancient place like this was something simply impossible for her to resist. Ignoring the lingering soreness, especially between her legs, she slung her pack over her shoulders and collected her shield and spear from where she'd left them, looking for someone who could direct her to the way down, or to simply find the way herself.

 

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Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 47, Status = Fine

The cavernous room remained empty as Euria opted to enjoy her fairly plain meal fully in the nude, her shapely form still coated in dried cum that continued to leak in small amounts from her well used depths even after her long rest. Torguk's bedroll was a ruin of it, covered in cum stains as a result of the night before, and her body was if anything even messier. Her breasts and face had had a few ropes splattered over them, her fingers were fairly thickly coated, and she was practically covered in semen from her thighs to her hips.

Fortunately that was fixed easily enough, the stream feeding the fortress' main water supply quite close to the door. It was freezing cold out, the clear night having produced a chill morning, and the sky remained clear. The snow gleamed as the morning light hit it, even the snow packed by the travels of the orcs to various parts of the fortress, and she could feel some of it melting between her toes as she advanced upon the stream.

One of the orcs called down to her in greeting from the top of the tower, but Euria didn't recognize them as anyone she knew by name... Or had had sex with the night before. They went back to watch as she started cleaning herself up, the cold not terribly bothersome to one of faerie blood even if she wasn't from Winter itself. The frost still clung to her skin, however, forming a different sort of coating that clung to her even when she went back into the slightly warmer ruins. Her body heat melted the stuff off quickly enough, and as she redressed herself Euria would find herself once more unsupervised.

The path down to the basement was unlit, but the ritual that had changed her already supernatural nature allowed her to see even in the pitch blackness of the dusty, drafty stone corridors just fine. There wasn't much to see in the upper area where the orcs kept their quarters. They had mostly cleared it out and were in the process of taking what could be salvaged and chucking out the rest, rubble and all, while shoring up what had become unsound over the last few years. The corridor ringing the place had one access point to the stairs leading down, and it was well away from where they slept, the old battered iron grate rusty but solid.

A wheel nearby allowed her to pull it up, the aging mechanisms still fully functional even now, and another wheel on the other side would allow her to close it if she so wished. The narrow stairway went straight a ways and then turned back on itself, ultimately landing on a flat plateau of rough hewn stone. A curving corridor stretched left and right, but on the left a small cave in seemed to have mostly blocked the way... Mostly. There was a dark crawlspace she might enter that could allow her to get through, if she was bold and felt like squeezing through to the other side. The one on the right ran until the curve of it broke her line of sight, but she could see two doors on the outer side from where she stood at the bottom of the stairs. One was simply a doorway, the door once blocking it gone and seemingly going into a wider chamber. The farther one still had its door, but the old wood was rotted and had either been smashed in partially or collapsed with time, as it had been left hanging from one hinge lower with the top right portion of it simply gone.

The walls were rough, hewn of the same rock as the floor and the fairly high ceiling, and the corridor was wide enough to produce at least a little bit of space. Supporting arches were interspaced regularly, the square columns forming their bases embedded most of the way into the walls but still partially blocking line of sight of the right wall beyond them from her perspective. Should she head towards either of the left hand doorways, she would see that there were doors on the right hand walls as well, the first an empty doorway like its left-hand counterpart and the second possessing the first whole door that she'd seen. The wood even looked to be in fairly good condition, and if she drew nearer Euria would feel a slight chill emanating from it.

 

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Euria stared at the gate that separated the basement from the rest of the fortress in distaste for a moment, her palms already feeling a little itchy as she realized what it was made from. There seemed to be some sort of wheel to crank to open it, but that too was made from the same metal. Sighing, she made her way over and began to turn the wheel. The iron left an irritatingly uncomfortable feeling in her hands as she worked, but luckily the leather of her gloves made it bearable, and not painful. This wasn't the first time she'd run into such an obstacle, where her peoples' aversion to the metal proved inconvenient, so she'd mostly gotten used to it.

She still wasn't happy with how often it seemed to be used, especially in human cities, but she could get over it. Pausing a moment to weigh the unpleasantness of having to do this again in her mind she decided to close the gate behind her. It would be rude of her to allow any little critters that might live down here to get up into the fortress and cause trouble. She had to squint occasionally in the darkness as she made her way down the stairs, but one of the benefits that the ritual which had given her these wolf-like features had been exceptional night vision. Her armour had taken on the appearance of the stone walls, the chameleon pattern allowing everything but her head to blend in almost perfectly in the pitch darkness, though she didn't pull her hood up to complete the effect.

She kept her weapon in hand as she went, not quite expecting trouble but not being confident that she'd be entirely alone down her either. Who knew what might have started living in a place like this? She was pretty sure the orcs hadn't cleared it all out yet either. Her canine ears remained on alert as well, perking up at the slightest sound. As eager as she was to see what was down here, caution was required in these sorts of places. Looking at her options Euria opted to take the clear path to the right, though she made a mental note of what looked like a possible way to bypass the cave-in on the left. The way the halls curved made her think they might be circular, which meant she might reach the other side without trouble anyway.

She maintained a careful pace as she made her way down the hallway, keeping her eyes and ear open for anything that might indicate something else was living down here, or that whoever had built the place had left an unpleasant surprise behind. She stopped at each room along the way though, alternating sides of the hallway and peering through the open doorways to look for any sign that there might be anything worth investigating inside. If there was she would immediately investigate further, but if not, or if there was no trouble doing so, she would eventually reach the intact door, pausing for a moment to peer at it curiously.

"So what are you, hmm?" She mumbled to herself as she examined it. The fact that it was so fully intact was strange enough, but the unnatural cold was even more unusual. Just what was behind it? If she found no obvious problems with the door itself she would tap it softly a few times with her finger, testing for any sort of reaction, before finally moving to ease it open.

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Just making note of her perception and modifiers for convenience:
31 Perception standard.
+12 for the purposes of finding treasure.
+2 for anything she can hear.
+6 for anything she can smell.

Also possibly relevant: 33 Stealth with her armour's chameleon effect.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

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Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 47, Status = Fine

Her aversion to the material from which the gate winches were made wouldn't stop Euria from opening her way down into the basement, and after closing the gate behind her, into the depths the wolfish nymph crept. With her armor mimicking the colors of the walls and masking much of her frame, Euria was practically invisible against anyone or anything that might be watching her, at least if they relied upon their eyes. Her weapon, perhaps a bit more obvious than the rest of her, stood ready in her hands as she followed the steps downwards onto the first landing.

Taking the unblocked path to the right rather than risking the crawlspace, the first two rooms would prove empty. The one on the right hand side of the hall was considerably smaller, but both offered nothing but bare stone floors, equally bare walls, and a few bits of rock crumbled from the stone ceilings. None of the torch scones even had any leftovers that she might light or take with her, not in the rooms and not on the walls out in the hallway.

That disappointment wouldn't stop her from searching the other rooms, however, and as she approached the next one on the left her sharp hearing picked up something. First there was running water, somewhat faint but present nonetheless, and beneath that a subtle dripping that occurred only rarely. As she drew nearer she smelled fresh water, as well as all the subtle scents that often accompanied it when encountered underground, the minerals and molds and such so often present in case systems. She could discern nothing else without drawing nearer, however, and looking through the smashed open portion as she got closer revealed that it was a carved channel with an underground stream guided through it. There wasn't much else in the room, just a few rotted crates and barrels, but there were some shelves that she couldn't quite see from this angle that might hold something interesting yet. There was a tarnished bronze plaque on the door itself, its inscription long rendered illegible, and despite being broken the door itself was still locked, though she could easily smash it the rest of the way in or simply reach through and undo the latch.

The other door, in the meantime, was a little more mysterious. Whole despite the years, and seemingly not too badly damaged, a chillness emanated from it, colder even than the air outside. There were warding signs drawn around it, but like the plaque across the hall were long reduced to faded scrawls. There was another plaque here, however, and while the ancient dialect might have given pause to even one well versed in elven, a portion of her faerie heritage aided her just then. As all with faerie blood could understand any ungarbled effort at communication and respond in kind, so too could she read the slightly tarnished plaque. "Feast Day Storage" it read, though what that might mean she could only guess at.

In the meantime, the hallway continued beyond these two doors, entering another short straight area a short ways ahead that had no door on the outer wall. The inner wall was blocked from her line of sight, and she would have to get a little further along, past the next set of support arches at the very least, if she wanted to find out what might lie ahead.

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As has been discussed, we might want to do this in chat sometime to save a bit of time.

Going down curved circular path, in first quadrant going right from stairs coming down with the gate closed, collapse with small crawlspace on left and hall she's in on right. First doorway on either side empty. Second doorway on left with damaged door closed off leading into small storage room. Second doorway on right closed and locked.

 

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Euria sighed as the second room proved to be just as empty as the first. She was certain there had to be something down here, but luck didn't seem to be with her so far. Fortunately that changed with the third, where she heard the sound of water from within before even reaching what remained of the door.

It seemed to be connected to an underground river of some sort, perhaps dug out as a backup water supply in case of a siege? This was a fortress after all, even if its owners had been gone for a long time. This one seemed to also be used as a storage room of some sort, though the plaque which had presumably once given the room's purpose seemed to have long since worn away into illegibility. The door here still remained intact enough to bar entry, though she was fairly certain that she could get it open easily enough. And she certainly planned to.

Before that though, she decided to give the opposite door a look, the one which had remained whole. Something about it sent a shiver up her spine as she examined it, and not because of the chill in the air. She could actually make out the words on the plaque near this one, and while she wasn't certain what they meant something about them and the remnants of what had once been symbols or writings of some sort made her uneasy.

Uneasiness wasn't enough to overcome her curiosity though. She'd be back for this one, but the other room looked the quicker and simpler of the two to deal with. She could probably pick the lock given some time, or even broken the old wood down if she needed to, but there was already a convenient hole in it. Why waste time or risk making too much noise when she could just reach in through the hole and unlock the door from the inside? After peering in through the break in the door one last time and shifting her spear to her left hand, Euria reached through with her right, pressing her side up against the door as she groped around for the locking mechanism.

 

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Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs!

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Nothing would disturb Euria as she went back and forth between the two partially sealed doors, her ultimate decision to go for the one apparently leading towards water not receiving any argument from parties unseen. Peering through the hole, she saw nothing out of the ordinary. She had to reach in to the shoulder if she wanted to get within reach of the door handle, but as she fumbled around for the latch she spotted movement out of the corner of her eye. Unfortunately, by that point it was far too late for her to retract her arm entirely before whatever was in the room was upon her, and a heartbeat later the broken door shuddered with impact as something hurled itself against the door.

Whatever was in the other room, it landed just as she had retreated up to the elbow, and her arm up to that point stopped just as a whole bunch of warm, wet somethings coiled around it like a nest of snakes, or the appendages of some horrid sea creature she had once heard of. The limbs were smooth and felt totally boneless, and left a slimy trail on her clothes and skin, but that didn't aid her in trying to pull away.

Euria was left with her arm trapped beyond the door, her jade spear either in her other hand or somewhere next to the door, or else stowed where she usually carried it. Several of the limbs began worming their way through the hole in which her arm was now stuck, the black slimy appendages trailing up her shoulder towards her torso, but the nymph wasn't yet bound so completely that she couldn't make some effort to escape. The hole was maybe large enough to have fit her head through if it was empty, though while occupied it was considerably more constrained. The door itself was wobbling, only the hinge and the latch holding it into its frame at that point, with both fairly tenuous at best.

Player
Euria's eyes went wide as she spotted movement out of the corner of her eye, realizing that she'd somehow managed to fail to notice that something was in the room. She hadn't been able to see the entire room of course, but she had thought that her keen hearing would have picked up on anything moving in the otherwise almost silent environment. She reacted quickly, but not quickly enough, something coiling around her arm before she could pull it more than halfway out.

She was glad that she didn't have any exposed skin on her arm for it to touch, because whatever it was didn't feel pleasant. Squishy and slimy, but surprisingly strong, she couldn't manage to pull her arm free easily. The door shuddered worryingly as some of the strange tentacled began to slither out through the hole her arm was stuck in, and she worried that the whole thing was going to fall on top of her if she couldn't get free.

She had her spear in her other hand, but it would be difficult to bring it to bear against these things with her awkward position, especially the ones holding her other arm in place. She might be able to pull free with enough effort, but she still had another way to make that easier. The air around the nymph's body rapidly dropped in temperature as she concentrated, a layer of ice forming over her body and clothing. Once it had fully formed she gave another powerful tug, hoping that the tentacles would have a harder time gripping the slippery surface, or that they would recoil from the cold.

((Using Frost Armour X=5 for a bunch of buffs, notable for this situation being +20 to grapple checks made to escape, bringing her up to 7d10+22 for that purpose. Also dealing 5 damage per round and a DC 25 Reflexes check to avoid being weakened to anything grappling her.))

GM

Frost formed over her, spreading across her skin beneath her outfit and then beyond it. The creature's slime refused to freeze, however, and she felt its warmth begin to seep through her clothes as its limbs stretched towards her torso. The momentary distraction might have proven disastrous were it not for the added strength that the magic afforded her and the natural slickness it added to her frame. The creature didn't seem overly pained by the cold, perhaps not surprising given the frigid environment in which it lived, but potentially troubling nonetheless.

The struggle to pull her arm free was won in inches, the moments concentration in which she activated her supernatural aura costing her distance but ultimately winning her her arm back. Bracing herself against the luckily ice free stone floor, Euria pulled and wormed her arm, freeing it from the tentacles trying to drag her against the door over the course of about ten seconds. When she ultimately won her freedom, stumbling back a few paces, the tentacle beast's limbs lashed at her in vain fury before retreating back beyond the door, after which it simply seemed to vanish.

There was a wet thumb, and a very soft oozing sound that she hadn't noticed before, but it was still coming from right by the battered door.

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 39/47, Status = Fine, Frost Armor X = 6, Upkeep = 2
Tentacle Beast: Taken 2 damage

Player

Euria's struggling took on a bit of a desperate turn as she felt the creature's slime soaking through the gaps in her armour and spreading some sort of warm sensation through the flesh beneath. She wasn't sure what it was, but she knew she wanted it off of her, and quickly. Fortunately, the slippery surface of the ice now coating her limb was enough to let her slip free of its grip. As soon as she was free of its grip she took a few steps back, transferring her spear back to her main hand and holding it and her shield ready as the thing's tentacles reached for her through the door before eventually retreating.

She considered just leaving the thing there, since it seemed to be locked in, but her curiosity got the better of her. Whatever it was, she was pretty certain she could kill it, she just needed to avoid being caught by surprise this time. It wouldn't be her first time fighting strange monsters in an old ruin. Another brief moment of concentration and her body's outline began to distort, making it even more difficult to see her in the dark. With that done, she simply braced herself and aimed a powerful kick at the door, trying to simply break it off of its remaining hinge.

((Using Cloak to activate Distortion at half effectiveness for a +3 (Assuming rounding up from 2.5?) to Dodge and Stealth. With the Frost Armour buffs that brings her up to 10d10+21 dodge, 10d10+39 with shield DB. And then she's trying to break the door down.))

GM

Moving to smash in the door with her spear held at the ready, Euria's kick broke the latch away from the door, leaving the rusted metal hanging by a thread to the door frame while the rotted wooden portal swung inwards lazily. Her form shimmered, her outline distorted across the visual and magical spectrum to make her harder to see and harder to hit, though how much it would help her down here was difficult to say.

Unfortunately, while she could still hear the subtle slithering noise she could no longer pinpoint it, and when the door swung open she saw... Nothing. Or at least, nothing that she hadn't already seen. There was a small open area directly inside, perhaps ten feet wide and ten feet out from the door, before ruined crates and kegs produced a field of debris that came up to about her waist.

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 37/47, Status = Fine, Frost Armor X = 6, Upkeep = 2, Distortion at half effectiveness
Tentacle Beast: Taken 2 damage

Player

The door swung open under the force of her kick, the latch holding it in place breaking off entirely, but she saw no sign of the creature that had attacked her beyond. Unfortunately there were lots of places to hide. She really wanted to search the place, see if there was anything intact among all the debris, but she could still hear it slithering around somewhere unseen. She stepped into the room anyway though, shield held up defensively and spear ready to strike at any sign of movement.

Her ears perked up, trying to locate the source of the faint sounds. She even sniffed at the air once she was inside, hoping that her hound-like ability to follow scents would help her, if it even had a distinct scent of its own.

GM

Stepping into the room, ears flitting around in search of the escaping beast, nose scrunched up as she scented the air... Euria could taste its presence, musky and oily in a not entirely unpleasant manner. It was among the crates, and though she couldn't pinpoint its exact location she could figure out when she was getting closer. This was its lair, where it slept and ate and did other unseemly things at which she could only guess, but she could still tell where it had been most recently, where its scent was freshest.

Advancing into the rubble, drawing ever closer, the nymph could keep her sword and shield at the ready. Sure enough, when it thought it had her by surprise again, she caught it in time to avoid being grabbed this time. The lunging blob of waving tentacles slammed wetly against her shield, oily ichor splashing onto her face as it tried to reach around the oaken barrier to get at the desired flesh, but it couldn't reach her before she could throw it aside, out into the open where it couldn't hide.

It was mostly tentacles, with no discernible head she could see. The whole of it seemed comprised of madly waving appendages, all exuding the foul substance that her forearm and face now sported. It was about the size of an adult pig, maybe a little bigger if one counted its myriad of limbs, but for now she could see its main body nestled among its waving appendages, and she had had an opportunity to strike at it.

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 35/47, Status = Fine, Frost Armor X = 6, Upkeep = 2, Distortion at half effectiveness
Tentacle Beast: Taken 2 damage

Player

Euria wasn't quite certain what this creature was, she hadn't seen—or smelled—anything quite like it before. She could figure out roughly where it was though, or at least the direction. As she crept toward where she thought it was hiding, she heard movement and managed to raise her shield in time to intercept the creature as it leapt at her, tentacles outstretched. She flinched as some of the oily slime that coated its body splashed onto her face, but managed to force it away before it could reach around the barrier to grab her again.

She sprung into action immediately now that it was exposed, diving to the side and trying to strike around its tentacles with her spear, aiming for the center of the mass, while keeping her shield ready to ward off any further attacks from the tentacles. She wasn't certain where exactly its vital organs were, but they were probably somewhere in the center, at least.

((If there's room to do so, trying to use From behind to get a sneak attack (With a +32 bonus to Tumble checks currently), attacking with her spear and using her shield bash as a prepared Feint with intercepting Strike. If she can sneak attack she will trade the extra damage to try to apply Stunned and Weakened with Guileful Strike (And has +4 to resistance checks to inflict Weakened). If not she'll just stab it normally while still using intercepting strike with her shield.))
((Attack roll is 11d10+19 with her spear, 10d10+16 with her shield, damage is 3d8+26 with the spear))

GM

A diving leap, and her spear jabbed into the tentacle beast's body. Its anatomy wasn't exactly familiar to her, but pouring pure cold into its core was enough to weaken even a creature of its supernatural constitution. It thrashed, its tendrils straightened, and as she drove her spear deeper the nymph could bring her shield down and smash it with the whole of her weight.

She was not a heavy woman by any means, lightly armored and not particularly tall or muscular, but it was half the size that mattered. It ended up splattered beneath her, tendrils writhing but with no strength left, and after a few moments it stopped moving entirely.

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 35/47, Status = Fine, Frost Armor X = 6, Upkeep = 2, Distortion at half effectiveness
Tentacle Beast: Ded

Player

Euria gave a sigh of relief, followed by a brief grimace of disgust as the thing literally splattered under the weight of her strike. She still wasn't quite certain what it was, but at least it seemed to die like anything else. Releasing the flow of energy keeping her icy armour intact, she took a moment to wipe the slime that had splashed onto her face with the hand that hadn't already been covered in the same stuff. Once she'd made sure it really had stopped moving and wasn't going to jump her again, she turned her attention to the rest of the room.
There was a lot of junk to look through, but she wasn't in a hurry. She would first turn her attention to anything that still looked whole before skimming over the debris littering the floor in hopes that something might stand out from the junk.

GM

The tentacle beast seemed pretty definitely dead, but prodding at its corpse didn't produce anything of value. Taking her time in tossing the room wouldn't turn up much immediately, unfortunately. It seemed that this had been a side storage room and an emergency source of water, and nothing more. The water ran from wall to wall along the back, the stone around the channel slick and icy, but unless she wanted to risk drowning she wouldn't be going up or down stream. The numerous broken boxes and rotted barrels were of dubious value as well.

Many of them had obviously been down here a while, and the tentacle monster had apparently eaten most of what lay within, or at least tried to. Ancient dirt of rotten something was all she got out of most of them, and all she ended up turning up were a pair of old coins. Just as she was about to give up, however, she pushed aside some broken debris to find an intact glass bottle, spared the attentions of the creature that had lived here for reasons unknown. The label had long rotted off, but the wax around the cork was intact, and the dark green bottle seemed full of violet liquid.

Euria: HP = 59, PP = 42, EP = 40/47, Status = Fine, 7 EP spent

Player

Euria was beginning to get a little frustrated at the lack of anything worthwhile in the room, though she knew there wasn't likely to have been anything of particular value in the first place. Still, she continued pushed the junk aside in search of anything intact. She found a couple of old coins, but they didn't appear to be anything of particular interest. She slipped it into a pouch on her belt anyway though, she'd take a close look at them once she got out. At worst they'd probably still be worth something to someone, and she still needed to trade for supplies occasionally. The only other object worth taking she found was a glass bottle of some unknown substance. She wasn't about to drink it, not without any idea what it was, but she slipped it into her pack with her potions regardless, her curiosity refusing to let her pass up anything possibly interesting.

That done she gave the room one last glance before returning to the cold door from before. She was wary about what might be behind it after the last one, but that didn't stop her from reaching out and testing the handle. If it wasn't locked she would ease it open, peeking inside with her spear at the ready in case of another surprise attack. If it was she would instead opt to attempt to pick the lock, not confident she'd be able to break this one the way she had the other with how intact it had remained.

GM

The door into the cold room proved locked, but a few moments with her lockpicks had the door open in short order. Cautiously peaking inside, however, would prove initially unpleasant. The cold washed over her first, more chill than any Crolian winter, but the smell of rot hit her hard right behind it. Looking in, there were numerous lumps of cold rotten meat hanging from the ceiling, flanks of deer and ox and pig, and lines of poultry and fish on smaller hooks along the walls. It was unpleasant in here, to say the least, especially with her sensitive nose. That didn't mean it wouldn't merit some exploration, however, and there didn't seem to be anything threatening inside.

Player

It seemed the "feast day storage" label had been quite literal after all, Euria realized as she wrinkled her nose in response to the smell. The cold seemed to be some sort of magic if she had to guess, meant to preserve the food stored inside... though that had been a long time ago, and it hadn't stopped them from rotting away since. She was sorely tempted to just shut the door and move on, but she decided to take a quick look first. Covering her nose with one hand she stepped through, still looking around warily, and gave the room a quick look over. She wasn't going to spend long in here, however.

GM

There didn't seem to be much in here besides meat and blood. A few minutes of enduring the smell and she hadn't turned up anything, but she had ascertained the source of the cold. Metal rods lined the room, the silver and brass untarnished even after all this time, and a magical current ran along them, absorbing the heat in the room. Wards prevented the enchantment from spreading, but she could trail the lines to the source of the current. A bright blue gem inscribed with artfully decorated runes was affixed to a harness of bronze, about the size of an eyeball and perfectly spherical.

Player

Euria was very nearly about to leave, the smell quickly becoming too much for her, but before she did she decided to look for the source of whatever enchantment was keeping this room so cold. She didn't know much about this sort of magic, but she could make a guess about how it worked, and there was probably another object which was the source of the enchantment. It didn't take too long to find, and when she found it Euria's eyes immediately seemed to light up.

It was a fairly sizeable gem, inscribed with some sort of runes that looked almost like some sort of art themselves. Regardless of its use as a magical focus of some kind, it was quite beautiful to look at as well, and that was more than enough for her to want it. She experimentally reached out to touch it, to see just how cold the gem itself was. If it wasn't going to hurt her just to touch it she would look to see if there was any way of removing the harness from where it was attached, or if not try to pry the gem free of its housing.

GM

A shock of magical cold ran through Euria as she tried to touch the gem, so powerful that it harmed her even through her natural resistance to such magics. Her thin chameleonic clothes offered no protection, and she drew her fingers back frosty. It hurt, the chill piercing right to the bone and causing her to instinctively recoil, and if she wanted to claim the gem for herself she would have to expose herself to that magic again.. For a more extended period.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 2!

Spoiler

Player

Euria bit back a curse as she pulled her hand back, the cold painful even through her gloves and her natural resistance. It wouldn't be so easy, then. Still, the cold was something she had ways of dealing with, even if it wasn't usually this bad. Taking a step back she opened up her pack, pulling out a blanket and unfolding it just enough that she'd be able to wrap the gem in it once she'd gotten it free.
That done, she once again drew upon her spirit's power, ice coating her body. With the added layer of protection she got to work once again, hopefully keeping the cold of the gem to bearable levels as she worked.
((Frost Armour once again, X=5, for another 10 points of Cold resistance.))

GM

Frost coating her fingers, Euria reached out again to try and claim the gem. Her power protected her... Mostly, but the jewel had long frozen to the metal in which it was enshrined. It took some prying, and even through her frost armor the unnatural colds began to creep into her flesh once more. A few moments later, however, her efforts bore fruit. The room warmed suddenly as she pulled the power source out of the cooling system, leaving the nymph with a powerful frost gem... In her bare hand.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 34/47, Status = Fine, Spent 7 EP, Frost Armor X = 5, Upkeep = 1

Player

Biting her lip through the pain in her hands as she worked to pry the gem free, it took Euria some time to eventually succeed. Her powers protected her from the worst of it but it still hurt, feeling like it was trying to drain all the heat from her body. As soon at it was free from its housing she immediately dropped it onto the blanket she'd prepared, hoping that by wrapping it up in that she could at least store it without too much of a problem.

GM

Wrapping the gem in a blanket at least managed to suppress the magic, but it would only work temporarily. The thing apparently contained a great deal of power, and even wrapped in a blanket and stowed in her pack she would feel it, a constant chill presence. It wasn't enough to hurt her so long as she wasn't touching it directly, however, and with her prize secured Euria was free to choose how she wanted to proceed next.

Player

Fortunately wrapping the gem up seemed to have at least dampened the effect to a bearable level for now, but she'd have to come up with a more long-term solution if she wanted to take it with her. Stowing it away in her pack and picking up her spear again, Euria once again let her icy armour fade and made her way back out into the hallway, shutting the door behind her, hoping to leave that smell behind as well. It was likely to only get worse now that she'd taken what was slowing down the decay, however.

With that behind her all that was left was to continue down the hallway, and see what was waiting for her next.

GM

Luckily the smell hadn't quite clung to her like she might have feared it would, and Euria was free to continue down the hall. Reaching the next point where a landing might be, where the curve continued turning, Euria found that it simply continued in the same direction. There was only flat wall on the either side, followed by another curved hall with four doors, two on each side.

This time the first two had damaged doors, not as bad as the one that had concealed the tentacle beast but still cracked and rotting on their rusted hinges. The second on the right had a door that was more intact, but hung open and let out into a small dark room. The one on the left, conversely, had no door and opened into a larger room.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 37/47, Status = Fine, Spent 10 EP

Player

Euria was glad to leave the stench behind her, making her way down the hall until she came across another set of doors much like the ones she'd just checked. These ones seemed more intact, though none as much so as the door to the freezer room. Looking between them, Euria decided to head for the open rooms first. She stopped around the middle of the hallway to look into both of the open rooms, looking and listening for any sign that something might be living in them, like the tentacle creature from before.

If nothing stood out to her she would first make her way to the one on the left, which had no door at all. Her previous ambush had made cautious though, so she stepped in with her shield ready to intercept anything that might come for her and her spear held low but equally ready to strike at anything that might jump out at her.

GM

Entering the second room on the left, Euria found herself facing another room seemingly devoid of anything besides rubble. There were a bunch of ancient cots, their bedding rotted to dust and frames rusted to the point of collapse. There were shelves on each of the walls, but they had been collapsed long ago and anything on them had been rotted as badly as the bedding.

Nothing jumped out at her immediately, however, and she could see nothing of note at a glance around the room.

Player

Astarte: Euria sighed as yet another room proved empty of anything useful. This one seemed to have been some sort of sleeping quarters, as she could see the remnants of old cots, but whoever had slept here didn't seem to have left anything behind. Or if they had, it was gone long before she'd gotten here. There was nothing she could do about it though, and there was still more to explore. Even if she didn't find anything useful, she'd already found one interesting prize at least.
She turned and headed for the room across the hallway, the one with the door that had remained mostly intact but hung open. She gently pushed the door open further with her shield as she crept inside, spear held at the ready again.

GM

Abandoning the dilapidated bedroom, Euria advanced upon the room with an open door instead. There was a small collapsed portion of wall on the right hand side of the room, but it looked impassible as far as she could tell. The room itself was littered with debris, mostly it seemed from the damaged ceiling and collapsed wall, but beyond the outer edge of the collapsed debris was a desk half submerged in the rubble. The rest of the room seemed barren at a glance, but she could spend some time looking around if she felt like it might be worth her time.

Player

Another room with nothing of value, as far as Euria could tell. This one had mostly collapsed, so if there had been anything here is was probably buried now. What was here seemed to mostly be debris and other junk, but she spent a few minutes poking around in it regardless, hoping that there was something worthwhile. Afterwards, or if she didn't find anything after a couple of minutes of looking, she would finally give up on the room, returning to the two closed doors.
She tested both, starting with the one that had been on her right when she'd first approached. If it wasn't locked she would once again carefully open the door, peering inside for any sign of danger before moving inside to search it fully. If it was locked she would move on to do the same for the other, or if both were locked she would break out her lockpicks once again.

GM

Poking around in the junk on the floor, Euria wouldn't turn up too much. Seven more old coins, three pieces of raw moonstone, a geode crystal that had been cracked in half... Until she found a loose tile in the floor, and turned it up to find the stone tile concealed someone's stash. A small sack was hidden in the little nook, but as she bent down to claim it her ears picked up an uncomfortably familiar squishing noise from very close by.

Unfortunately, her last second hearing didn't save her. She hadn't even managed to straighten by the time the tentacle beast slammed into her from behind, and more than a dozen limbs were wrapped around her in the span of a few panicked heartbeats. Slimy limbs coiled around her, and this time she didn't have a door between her and it that kept it from being able to pin her limbs to her sides quickly.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 37/47, Status = Fine, Spent 10 EP, Grappled, Pinned, Distortion at half effect

Player

Euria managed to scrounge up a few items of dubious value, but were perhaps worth enough to bring with her. Scooping the coins and crystals into the same pouch she'd stored the coins from earlier in, she continued her search. Just as she was about to give up though, she noticed something odd about how one of the floor tiles sat compared to the others. Lifting it revealed a hollow where someone had stored a small stash. This was what she was looking for!

Just as she bent down to retrieve it through, her ears perked up at a sound behind her. Before she could twist around to face it though, or even bring her shield to bear, something collided with her back, slimy tentacles wrapping around her and pinning her arms to her sides before she could even try to fight it off. Another one of these things? How had she missed it? She didn't have time to ponder that question though, since this one had her in a significantly worse position than the last had. Last time the door had prevented all of its tentacles from reaching her at once, and then when she'd opened the door she'd been prepared for it.

She couldn't overpower it easily, not with its limbs already wrapped around her, so Euria once again channelled that icy power, only this time into this creature instead of her, filling it with an icy chill to the point that it would stiffen and eventually freeze entirely, at least if all went well.

((Using Polar Binding as a grapple action for X=4, so 6 EP. Willpower vs. Resistance check, and if successful it's frozen with a grapple DC of 24 to escape, but more importantly ending the current grapple.))

GM

Frost filled the air, called up by the nymph's power over the winter's chill, and from her pack she felt a small pulse nestled near her lower back... But it wasn't enough. The attack had come too suddenly, and the creature proved itself too persistent and aggressive. The power was there, but she couldn't concentrate on it, couldn't control it to coalesce around the tentacle beast that was attacking her while it thrashed against her back.

Before she knew it, Euria felt its dark tendrils against her bare skin. They wormed their way into every nook and cranny, an example of what surely awaited her if she didn't escape from it. The hem of her pants, into her sleeves, the collar of her neck; appendages forced their way into each, and soon she could feel the slime spreading across her skin. With a sudden wrenching motion the tendrils all pulled outwards at once, and the seams of her chameleonskin outfit gave with a resounding rip. It was done cleanly enough that she would be able to repair the expensive armor, but the more immediately pressing concern was her sudden nudity.

The cold might not bother her, even with the gem in her pack, but the loss of her armor left Euria fully exposed before her attacker, and if there had been any doubt about its intentions before they would be dispelled quickly once she was naked. Slimy limbs spread all across her body, but with her clothes gone they went for the obvious targets immediately. Tentacles wrapped around her breasts, squeezing the soft orbs as the tips of the tentacles began to hover over the now unshielded tips, which had hardened from the cold already and now stiffened further for very different reasons. No less than a dozen tentacles dove around and between her thighs, and already the tendrils were vying for positions around her sex even as they smoothed across her shapely backside.

The fight wasn't over yet, however, and even if her ancestral urge to mate might call even with so vile a creature, she was far from paralyzed by lust so easily. She would have to act quickly, however, as this creature obviously didn't care one whit about her consent in the matter.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 31/47, Status = Fine, Spent 13 EP, Grappled, Pinned

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 3!

Spoiler

Player

Euria could feel the power coalescing in the air around her, but she couldn't quite manage to direct it into the creature behind her, the icy cold energies seeming to slip off of its slick flesh without finding purchase. She squirmed as its tentacles wormed their way into her clothes, the slime warm against her skin in this otherwise cold environment. It had her thoroughly wrapped up in its grasp through, and no amount of squirming was doing anything to dislodge it.

There was a sudden tension as the tentacles began to pull, causing Euria to let out a sharp breath as her top constricted her chest, until she heard a tearing sound as it literally pulled her clothes apart at the seams, leaving her naked on the floor. It wasn't satisfied with that though, and the nymph couldn't help but let out a surprised gasp as she felt its slimy appendages coiled around her breasts, pulling and squeezing. Not only that, but she could feel its tentacles slithering around between her legs, making no secret of their intentions. She began to thrash more desperately, trying to keep this creature, whatever it was, from raping her as it so clearly desired to.

In one last desperate attempt to stave it off she began to gather power once again, this time coating her bare flesh in a sheen of ice. Hopefully that would be enough to ward it off, maybe even let her slip free afterwards...

((Using Frost Armour again, this time for X=8. +32 to Grapple to escape, bringing her up to 7d10+34, and automatically dealing damage and causing a reflexes check vs. DC 36 against Weakened each turn.))

GM

Euria's frost armor managed to spread over her flesh at her call just enough to protect her as the tentacles tried to make good on their advantage, the ends of the ones wrapped around her breasts opening to try and swallow her sensitive tips. The ice burned against the creature's flesh as it tried to plunge its appendages into her depths, blocking it and causing it to recede away from her as even its resistance to frost seemed unable to cope with the frigid armor covering its prey.

The horrid beast squirmed around her as Euria straightened and began to try and squirm free of its grip, the beast attempting to bind her again without freezing itself against her while she tried to ward it off with her armor and squirm free. The wild struggle was costing her, the energies needed to feed her armor taxing, but the effort paid off more than her last one. She squirmed out of it inch by inch, pulling tendrils aside, and ultimately hurling the creature off of her and onto the floor directly in front of her.

The black beast was coated in frost, the skin on some of its tentacles cracked and broken. It squirmed on the floor, its limbs moving wildly and with no discernible purpose, leaving her able to get back to her feet and reach for her weapon while it seemingly recovered from her escape.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 15/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Spent 21 EP, Frost Armor X = 8, Upkeep = 4
Tentacle Beast: Taken 57 damage, Weakened

Player

Euria was starting to feel the strain of maintaining her powers, but at least she'd been fast enough to keep the creature from making good on its attempt to penetrate her, The coating of ice managed to protect her otherwise defenseless nethers, causing the tentacles to recoil, seemingly hurt by the cold, if not as much as she might have expected. That much was enough for her to feel a sense of relief though, and while the creature still had her in its grip, she could feel that grip slackening and struggling for purchase on the slick ice.

It took some effort, but after a bit of a struggle she managed to pull her arms free of the tentacles pinning them, and then even throw the thing off of her entirely. Grasping for her weapon, Euria turned back to the beast, trying to put it down before it could recover. It looked like her armour had already caused quite a bit of harm to it, but she intended to finish it off before it had a chance to try again. She stabbed with her spear, aiming for the center of the mass of tentacles like she had before, and if that wasn't enough brought the edge of her shield down on it, trying to crush it like she had the last.

((All out attack to try to finish it off, a spear attack and two shield bashes with shield barrages if it manages to survive that. 10d10+23 Attack with her spear, 3d8+26 damage. 9d10+20 with her shield, 3d4+19 damage each. And 24 extra cold damage on each hit.))

GM

Pinning the flailing beast to the floor with her spear, Euria caused its whole body to tense, limbs stretched out to their full extent. Ice spread across its body, freezing the slime on the surface and the ichor running through its veins, and as it frozen she brought her shield down upon it. Limbs shattered on the first blow, and its body shattered after on the second blow as the nymph brought the whole of her weight and strength down upon it.

The beast didn't even offer a final shiver, given its frozen state, but as she pulled away from its ruined corpse she did see something in the corpse. A dark red stone shone among the bits of frozen viscera, embedded where its heart should be. It was rough and jagged, with sharp square and triangular edges, and she could sense corruptive magic emanating softly from it.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 11/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Spent 23 EP, Frost Armor X = 8, Upkeep = 4

Player

Even though it seemed to be dying when she stabbed it with her spear, freezing from the inside out, she bashed it with her shield unlit it had literally shattered beneath her strikes. Letting her icy armour melt away to stop the drain on her already exhausted reserves, Euria allowed herself a sigh of relief. She'd thought that the first one had just come in through the underground river and been stuck there, but it seemed that there were more of these things around. And this one had come very close to violating her. She'd heard of creatures like this before, but it had been her first time encountering them. She hoped it would be the last as well.

Something caught her eye in the shattered remnants of its corpse however, and she cautiously knelt down to pick it up. It was some sort of strange stone, obviously corrupt in nature. Was this the thing's core, or heart? She considered just destroying it to be sure, but it seemed harmless enough now that the thing was dead. She eyed it suspiciously for a moment longer before stashing it along with the other items she'd collected so far.

That reminded her of her current state of undress, after the creature tore her armour open. Nudity didn't particularly bother her, even with the cold here, but she didn't want to go without the protection it offered, especially if more creatures like that were lurking around. Before that though, there was still the stash she'd been about to check before she was attacked. She quickly snatched the sack up from its hiding place, pulling it open to check what was inside.

GM

Prying the crimson rock from the dead and frozen tentacle beast took some effort, but in the end Euria pulled the lump of corruptive magic free and held it for her appraisal. It was a darkheart, a crystallized manifestation of pure magic, uncontrolled and toxic to any natural creature. Corrupted creatures often had them somewhere in their body, and this one was uniquely free of gore given where she had retrieved it from.

With that stowed, Euria could retrieve the sack she'd been eying in the hidden stash she'd found before the tentacle beast had attacked her. In the leather bag, which felt like it might crumble under her grasp as she lifted it, Euria found a single oak box covered in rotted velvet, a smaller sack filled with old coins, a tarnished silver chain with a pendant made from white gold and set with a piece of carved black onyx, and a smoked wooden totem painted in natural colors depicting a bear's snarling head which felt weathered by seemed perfectly sturdy despite its age.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 11/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Spent 23 EP

Player

Euria grinned as she sorted through the bag's contents, her current situation briefly forgotten. There was some interesting stuff in here, especially the pendant. She might keep that for herself after she was done, it looked quite nice. The bear totem she gave a slightly more melancholy look to, it reminded her of the man who had been her mentor for a time, and she packed it away with particular care. The box was the last she examined, after everything else had been stashed away, looking for any way to open it and see what was inside.

(Also just keeping a list of loot here in my google docs version of her sheet. Not very organised, just keeping a list in her inventory:

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GM

The box had a simple hinge, and though they were jammed with rust and rotten velvet she managed to pry it open with relative ease. In the box was a setting, its accoutrements long rotted but the wood itself still intact enough to hold the gold ring up for her to see. It was set with a crystal clear stone, a carved diamond of exceptional quality.

As she examined the box with the ring, however, Euria would hear something. A familiar wet slithering, and as she rounded upon the door she saw another one, a third tentacle monster slowly oozing across the ground, obviously hoping to have taken her by surprise.

Player

Euria's eyes seemed to sparkle like the gem itself as she examined the ring inside the box. It was lovely, and even the box seemed to have once been of high quality. She wondered who it had belonged to, so long ago. Her musings were cut short by a now-familiar slithering sound, though. Yet another of the creatures was approaching, and she was still mostly nude after her struggle with the last one, which didn't seem like a good position to be in.

She was hesitant to use any more of her dwindling reserves unless she needed to though. This one hadn't managed to catch her surprise though, and as long as she didn't let it grab her she could take it down. Grabbing her spear and rounding on the creature in the doorway, she dashed straight toward it, shield held at the ready, only to make a dive past its tentacles, striking with her spear and trying to skewer it to the floor before following up with another pair of strikes from her shield.

((No buffs this time, Tumbling for From Behind and making 3 attacks, one from her spear and two from her shield with Shield Barrage. 3d8+26 damage with her spear, 3d4+20 with her shield.))
((Dodge is 9d10+21 with shield DB))
((Actually also +1d10+3 to that if she moved at least 10 feet, which I assume she did))
((Attack rolls are 11d10+7 with spear and 10d10+4 with shield if she gets the skirmisher bonus for moving also, if it matters))
((Oh wait, -10 dodge from from behind, forgot about that <_<))

GM

Euria easily hurled herself over the tentacle beast, her momentum ended in a roll that let her turn and jab her weapon deep into the beast's body. It tensed, though this time without the cold enchantment it began thrash wildly, some limbs coiling around the shaft of her spear and others reaching out toward her. The nymph was not to be intimidated by the wild waving of slimy limbs, however, and like the last one she had slain that had destroyed her clothes and nearly claimed her she brought her shield down upon its stunned form.

Caught completely by surprise by her bold rush, Euria was able to squash the nearer half of the pinned creature into jelly beneath her weight, and the other half gave a half-hearted spasm before she squashed that too. She was once more splattered in slime and ichor, and this time her clothes were no longer present to protect her, but the threat was decidedly ended once more, and there didn't seem to be any more of them in her immediate vicinity.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 11/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Spent 23 EP

Player

Euria gave the dead beast one more poke with her spear for good measure, and after a moment's consideration bent down to dig around a little in the body to see if she could find a darkheart as she had in the others. Fortunately her gloves were still intact, though she'd certainly need to clean them—and herself—after she was done here.

For now though... she needed some time without being ambushed by another of these things. Euria tested the door to the room, checking to see if it still latched shut. She then looked around the room for anything she could use as a makeshift barricade, to hold the door shut if it didn't latch or just for added support if it did.

She needed to take a short break at least after that fight, and she wanted to see if there was anything she could do to repair her armour, at least to the point that it was wearable. She had at least learned some basic sewing skills, it was necessary to keep her clothing from getting too torn up as she travelled. She didn't want to be caught by surprise though, not by another of those tentacle beasts.

Once she was confident she'd at least have warning if something tried to attack her again, she stripped out of the remnants of her armour, finding a relatively clear place to sit and try to make some quick repairs to it. It didn't need to be perfect, but hopefully she could get it into a condition where she could wear it without trouble.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 4!

Spoiler

GM

Digging through the dead tentacle beast's corpse would indeed secure Euria another darkheart, but trying to seal the door in a satisfactory manner proved difficult. It was intact save for the latch, the broken metal irreparable, and all she really had with which to try and barricade the door was rubble. She could pile a few rocks to keep the door from swinging open, but they wouldn't pile in a particularly clean manner. It would slow something from entering and buy her time to get ready, however, and that would have to be good enough.

Digging into her pack, she withdrew her limited sewing kit and gathered the scraps of her clothes and set about piecing them together. It was an amateur patch job at best, and when it was finished the magic of the outfit was somewhat incomplete, rendering the camouflage somewhat more flawed than usual, and the tearing in the cloth and the lack of spare material ensured that she had the choice between making the torso portion a lot tighter or leaving a lot of cleavage on display.

(Euria repairs her armor to half durability, and halves the stealth bonus.)

Player

Euria grimaced as she dug around in the beast's corpse, this one a lot messier than the one she'd frozen solid, but eventually she found her prize. She stashed the corrupt gem away with the other and then moved onto the door. As she suspected it wouldn't latch anymore, but she was able to pile a few rocks in a way that would keep the door shut at least. It wouldn't keep anything out if they wanted in, but at least it would prevent anything else from sneaking up on her while she worked.

Her sewing skills were amateurish at best though, and while she managed to get it back into one piece it was a shoddy job. The camouflage would be less effective and her stitching wouldn't hold up very well against further attempts to tear it off of her, but at least it was a barrier between her body and those tentacles if she found another. When she tried to put it all back on however, there was another problem. The lack of materials and her improvised solutions had led to some parts fitting a bit tighter than usual, particularly around her chest. She could barely get the laces that held it together done up properly, and she was eventually forced to leave it only partially done up down the center. This left a rather generous amount of cleavage on display where her top was usually done up tightly up the center of her torso, but it couldn't be helped until she found a proper tailor.

With that done, and after having rested long enough to let her relax after the last few fights, Euria rose once again, collecting her gear and clearing the door to return to her exploration. She first gave the hallway outside a thorough examination to ensure that there wasn't another waiting in ambush, then turned to the door just beside the one she'd come from, one of the two that had been shut. She tested the lock, pulling out her lockpicks once again if needed, or otherwise carefully peering inside, ready for something else to jump out at her.

GM

Pushing the piled rocks aside, the nymph was able to enter an empty hallway, sighting no further tentacle beasts or anything else that was overtly threatening. Moving to the earlier doors in the hall, the nearest was on the inner wall and possessed a working lock. It was rusted, and a much harder lock than the others to boot, and Euria had to work at it for several minutes. Luckily there weren't any interruptions save for any precautions she made to prevent herself from being snuck up on, and once the lock clicked she could carefully slide the door open.

The plaque on the front had been tarnished, much like the ones on the other doors, but when she pushed open the door she found herself looking upon an abandoned armory. Racks and tables, collapsed or barely hanging from the walls, held countless weapons that at a glance seemed to be all in similar states of disrepair. Swords, quivers of arrows, spears, and axes of various shapes and sizes had seemingly once been organized but were now scattered across the floor.

The scents of rust and rotted leather and decaying would washed across her in an overwhelming wave, almost toxic in its potency and most definitely unpleasant, though less so than the ancient rotted meat that was now thawing out. The room lacked any signs of more of the tentacle creatures, however, and she didn't spot anything else that might be considered threatening... Save perhaps the skeleton lying on the floor, right around the center of the room. There was a rusted dagger, rotted to its core and covered in ancient blood, sticking out of the armpit of the skeleton, and sections of rusted mail still clung to it in places, though most of it had rotted away over the years.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 24/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Spent 23 EP

Player

Euria took a step back as the room's scent washed over her, muffling a brief coughing fit with her arm. While not as bad—or as strong—as the freezer room's had been, the scent of rust and iron was perhaps even more offensive to her nose. Still, she hadn't let unpleasant smells stop her last time, and she wouldn't this time either. She shut the door behind her as she entered, still wary about something sneaking up behind her again, and set to examining the contents of the room.

The skeleton in the corner was interesting, the first sign she'd seen of what might have been the fort's original owners. Had the place been abandoned in the wake of some sort of battle? That would explain why his corpse had remained here, at least, if he was from so long ago. On the other hand, he could have been someone from more recent years, someone who had come for the same reason she had. It was impossible to tell, but she was curious who it was who had stabbed him.

There was nothing for her there though, so she moved on to the rest of the room, poking around at things with the butt of her spear to avoid coming into physical contact with the metal herself. The weapons and armour had perhaps once been of good quality, and might have been valuable if she'd been able to haul them all out, but even if they weren't rotted and rusted into uselessness she wouldn't want to go through the trouble of taking them. She wasn't expecting to find anything interesting, but she continued poking through the armoury regardless, to see if anything had survived the years.

GM

Sifting through the iron rich debris as carefully as she could, Euria began to feel sick after a few minutes, the iron content in the air too toxic for her to withstand comfortably for very long. Before it became unbearable, however, her scavenging earned her a reward.

Beneath a pile of rusted swords, she caught a hint of something with color other than brown or gray. The lack of light prevented the intact metal from gleaming, which had made it harder to spot, but buried in among the rotted scabbards and broken swords was a sheath that was battered but in good condition, and the hilt of the blade was dirty but seemingly unscathed by time or weather.

Lifting the thing carefully from the rest of the rubble, Euria found it rested somewhat uncomfortably in her palm. The handle itself was made of silver that gleamed even in the dark once the rust and rotted gunk was wiped away, if she withdrew the blade slightly she would be momentarily blinded as white light flared from the exposed metal. It was obviously magical, and once her eyes recovered she would see that the blade itself was immaculate. It was a simple arming sword in design, a straight blade edged on both sides, and the only fanciful adornment was the symbol of a winged white wolf engraved upon the centerpiece of the guard.

Player

Euria was nearing her breaking point, the air in this room feeling oppressive and sickening. Just as she was ready to call this one a loss and move on though, she spotted something out of place among the old weapons. Carefully pushing the other weapons aside with the butt of her spear and the edge of her shield, she uncovered one that was in remarkably good condition. It looked different from the other weapons, and when she gingerly prodded it with her fingers and eventually picked it up, she found that while it felt strangely uncomfortable to hold, it didn't hurt at all.

Maybe there was only a little iron used in its construction? Or was there another reason entirely for the discomfort? Wiping some of the dust and grime from it, she found the hilt made of some kind of silvery metal that seemed to shine even with the lack of light, but the true surprise came when she began to pull it from its scabbard. She was momentarily blinded by the sudden light, shoving the blade back into its scabbard out of reflex. Certainly magical then, and aside from some minor discomfort she could hold it just fine. Not only that, but it seemed to be quite a beautiful weapon under the grime, the engraving on the guard causing her to grin a little as she looked at it. This one was definitely a keeper, but properly cleaning it and figuring out what it did could wait until she was out of here, and out of this room especially.

Fastening the scabbard to her belt, Euria hastily made her exit from the armoury, taking a deep breath of the comparatively fresher air once she'd shut the door behind her again. Hopefully the next room wasn't the same, or she'd have to skip it. She was still feeling a little sick from such an overpowering scent of metal, and wasn't keen on the idea of doing that again. If the hallway was still clear she would simply cross the hall to the final room she hadn't checked here, testing the lock and picking it if necessary, then proceeding inside cautiously, ready to strike in case of another ambush.

GM

The hall proved empty once more, and the opposite door proved unlocked. Euria was unimpeded in her desire to push it open, and the next room proved the counterpart to the last. The floor was covered in metal, fallen manikins and broken racks and tables having dumped the suits of armor they once held onto the stone. There was no corpse in here, but like the last room it reeked of iron in a manner potent enough to sicken Euria.

If she wanted to sift through the rubble, she was free to do so, as like the last room there were also no signs of more tentacle beasts. It was a larger room, necessitating more time if she wanted to give it a thorough search, but given her desire to avoid exposing herself to more of the metal that was so toxic to her kind Euria was free to simply turn away.

As she stood in the hallway making her decision, however, if she took long enough without heading back towards the stairs immediately, Euria would hear something echoing down the halls. Distant moans rolled down the halls towards her, from deeper within the basement. They were feminine, that much was obvious, but they also weren't familiar and she couldn't place the nature of them when they were so distant.

Player

Immediately upon opening the door across the hall, Euria was overcome by the same overpowering scent as the last. She only waited long enough to give the room a quick glance over before quickly pushing it shut again. She wasn't about to go through that again, not so soon. She'd be back; She wasn't going to leave without searching it, unpleasant as it might be, but she was still feeling nauseous from the last room. Being around that much iron with the scent so heavy in the air was too much for her, especially considering how sensitive her nose was. One of the less pleasant consequences of her transformation.

There was still more to explore though, she could check it on the way back. Making a mental note of which door it was, she turned to continue down the main hallway, following the same path she'd been going around the seemingly circular hall. She paused after a few steps though, falling into a ready stance with her shield out as her ears perked up at a faint sound, only to realise that it wasn't the characteristic slithering sound the tentacle creatures made.

No, it was... a woman? She could barely make it out, but it sounded sort of like some kind of feminine moaning. But why would she be hearing something like that? She'd been prepared to run into whatever had been living down here, but with the orcs up above she hadn't expected anyone else to be down here. It was possible that there was another exit somewhere, and escape tunnel from the fort... or that someone had been down here since before the orcs arrived. They hadn't been here for too long after all, but much longer than someone like herself would have spent down here. By choice at least.

It dawned on her then, as she remembered what the tentacle beast had been trying to do to her earlier. Was that what she was hearing? Had the creatures captured someone else down here before she arrived? Whatever the case was though, she wasn't about to go rushing blindly into danger. She crept forward, spear and shield at the ready but trying to stay as quiet as possible. The chameleon effect of her armour activated once again, but between the shoddy patching job and the extra skin showing she knew it wasn't going to be as effective at concealing her as usual. Her body was still partially distorted by the power she'd activated earlier, so hopefully that would make up for it. This time she didn't stop for any other closed doors, simply trying to follow the sound to its source, though she would at least stop to check any open doorways for any signs of something that might try to ambush her from behind.

GM

Following the lewd cries, they grew more distinct quickly as Euria crept along the halls. She passed another section of the inner wall with nothing on one side and a single doorway, larger than the rest, that had seemingly seen a partial ceiling collapse recently. The muffled sounds of pleasure came through that partial collapse, but unlike the one near the stairs this wasn't enough to completely block the passage.

There was a support beam fallen, wedged into the rock, that produced a way large enough that she could crouch through, though she probably couldn't fight in it. Through that passageway she could see a larger chamber, but not what lay within besides a small section of bare stone floor. The moans, now the very disctint sounds of someone being pleasured, were coming from that chamber, and beneath them the nymph could now detect soft, wet squelching noises.

The oily smell of the tentacle beasts she had encountered before wafted from that chamber, the heady aroma undercut by feminine arousal and a fouler biological odor. There was definitely someone there, in the grasp of the creatures, but whether or not Euria really wanted to risk herself to try a rescue.... She would be vulnerable as she came through the other end of the collapse, at least for a second, but from the sounds of things there was at least already a distraction there to cover her approach.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 24/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Spent 23 EP

Player

As she got closer, Euria became more and more confident that her guess had been the right one. That only left the matter of how whoever the creatures had captured had gotten down here in the first place? Had she snuck past the orcs? Found another entrance? Or, the possibility that worried Euria most, had she been down here for weeks now, since before the orcs' arrival? She couldn't just leave the girl behind though, whoever she was.

The nymph shivered a little as she began to hear the sounds that could only be those same tentacle creatures, and even smell their oily scent. Unfortunately she still couldn't see them, since her only way through happened to be through a narrow space in a half-collapsed hallway. She could squeeze through, she wasn't worried about that, but she would be in trouble if one of them was waiting on the other side.

So if she was going to go through with this, she needed to be sure she wasn't noticed until she was inside, and preferably until she'd seen what she was up against. With that in mind she paused just outside the gap in the rubble and the distortion effect around her body began to grow more powerful, expanding until she was almost entirely invisible. This was taxing on her already dwindling reserves though, unlike the simple distortion effect she still maintained, so she needed to be quick.

She crouched and eased her way through the gap, trying to keep sounds to a minimum, since she wasn't muffling those. Once she got to the other side, if there were no interruptions along the way, she first paused to take a look around the room on the other side, trying to identify the woman who was making the noises she'd heard and how many of the creatures were around the room. She wanted to be the one to get the drop on them this time.

((Using Invisibility through Cloak for +10 Stealth, which brings her up to 42 (or 39 if Distortion doesn't stack its stealth bonus, but she's keeping it up anyway because she'll be dropping invisibility shortly), and trying to sneak through the gap and assess the situation for now.))

GM

Crouching through the tunnel with her body practically invisible, Euria took a moment to get beyond the initial collapsed area that was lowest and then made her way down a short, uneven tunnel. It was rough going, especially since she had to try to be quiet if she wanted to get her reconnaissance before engaging whatever lay within the chamber. She got to see more as she got further along, including a pile of filth in the far right corner from which the fouler of the smells emanated.

To the left, just as she emerged from the chamber, Euria found herself looking upon the source of the sounds, and the dangerous beasts in the basement. There was a woman covered in filth, cum both dried and fresh and sweat mostly, naked and wrapped in dozens upon dozens of tentacles. Her belly was already engorged, bloated with spawn or cum or both, and there was a mindless bliss to her expression and an empty glaze in her emerald eyes. Her ass and pussy were both full of more tendrils than she could count, and one particularly thick one was pumping in and out of her mouth. It was hard to tell for sure, but there was a gold tint to her long, filthy hair and a pointed ear poked out from one side.

The creature holding her was another of the tentacle beasts, but many times as large, filling almost a quarter of the massive chamber with its huge bulk. Countless tendrils writhed around the room, and as her gaze traced them she realized that several were over the alcove from which she had just emerged... Just as they dove down at her.

The nymph's reflexes saved her that time, however. A hurried dive forward carried her just out of their path, causing the swarm of tentacles that dove down at her to splash against the ground behind her like a wave. She got to her feet quickly, several yards from the passageway from which she had just emerged... In a room steadily filling with tentacles.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 20/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Invisibility at half effect, Spent 25 EP

Player

Euria's eyes went wide as she spotted the massive beast across the room, suddenly gripped with a desire to flee. Maybe she could tell the orcs exactly what was lurking and breeding in their basement, get some of them down here to kill the thing... But then she noticed the woman who it had gripped within its tentacles. She was partially obscured by the slimy appendages wrapped around her body—and pumping in and out of all of her holes at once. The nymph shuddered as she saw how much the woman's stomach bulged outwards, probably carrying some of the beast's spawn even then. Its spawn, she realized, were probably the things she had been killing so far.

What gave her pause though were the woman's ears. It was possible she was also some sort of supernatural race, or some kind of mutants, but the far more likely explanation was that she was an elf. That meant that if she brought the orcs down here to help clear these things out they would probably enslave her at best, if not just kill her on the spot. Euria wasn't too knowledgeable about the conflict between the two races, but she knew enough to know that this woman wouldn't likely be as welcome as she had been herself, not even in her situation.

She wasn't certain how she could save the elf by herself, though. Or get her out afterwards, even if she was successful. She certainly wasn't a Knight. Her martial prowess, while not poor, wasn't that of a trained warrior. She usually got by through swiftness and guile, and occasionally her more supernatural talents, not by fighting head-on. There was little room to manoeuvre in this enclosed space, she'd have a hard time avoiding being trapped by its tentacles if she tried to fight it, and she wasn't confident in her ability to slip away from those as she had from the less powerful ones prior.

Her decision was made for her though, as her ears perked up in alarm at a sound from above her, allowing her to dive forward just in time to avoid more tentacles from above, revealing that they seemed to fill the entire room. Now she was cut off from her exit, and the beast seemed to be able to find her despite her near-invisibility. She could try to break through, but she would have to crawl back out, leaving her at its mercy the whole way. No, like it or not her only chance was to kill the beast before it could get a grip on her.

She dashed towards the beast with her spear held at the ready and shield poised to batter tentacles aside, her invisibility fading and only leaving a slight distortion behind once again, ice once again coating her body in its place. She needed to get as close to the center of its mass as she could, but that also put her in reach of more tentacles. Hopefully her icy armour would be enough to keep her out of its grasp. She dove past the tentacles, stabbing with her spear and battering away with her shield as she desperately tried to wound the creature before her remaining reserves ran out.

((Dropping Invisibility and activating Frost Armour X=7, assuming it's still cold enough down here for the -1 upkeep to give her 4 more rounds on her remaining EP. This brings her up to 11d10+50 Dodge assuming her movement is enough for Skirmisher, 7d10+30 Grapple to escape, 23 AV, and anything striking it in melee must make a DC 26 Reflexes check or become Weakened and take 21 Cold damage. If grappled, the grappler automatically takes this damage and the DC against Weakened becomes 31.

If she manages to avoid being grappled this round, the next she will try to Tumble past it with a tumble mod of +34 for From Behind, making sneak attacks if successful with her spear and shield while saving one shield bash for Intercepting Strike. Spear attack deals 3d8+26 damage +21 Cold damage (Trading SA damage for a reflexes check (With +4 from her weapon) versus Weakened and Stunned), Shield deals 3d4+19 + 21 Cold (Reflexes check versus Weakened and Paralyzed), and the remaining Shield bash feints with an attack roll of 10d10+18 (Again assuming skirmisher since she's moving and tumbling) in response to an enemy attack. 10d10+40 Dodge this turn.))

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 5!

Spoiler

GM

Power washed over and through Euria, coating her in defensive frost as she readied to face the tentacle beast. The horde of tentacles that she had just dodged lunged for her again, but even in the narrow space the nymph had enough room to maneuver away, darting in one direction only to change suddenly as the tentacles reached for her. She easily managed to keep out of their reach, and moments later her spear was ready and she prepared to charge against the beast's body.

Unfortunately for Euria, things didn't go as planned.

The first few tentacles bounced away from her shield as she charged in, but her defenses didn't hold forever. A tentacle wrapped around her waist, coiling against her despite the frigid cold, and Euria found her momentum suddenly broken. The tendril yanked her back hard enough to rip the air from her lungs, and the wolfish nymph found herself yanked into the air as more tendrils began wrapping around her limbs.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 10/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 7, Upkeep = 3, Spent 25 EP, Grappled
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 1 damage

Player

Euria weaved her way around the tentacles as they grabbed for her, using her shield when necessary to knock them away. The closer she got, the harder it got however, and she quickly found herself overwhelmed. She didn't have any other choice though. Her escape was already cut off, and her only way of hurting this thing was by getting close to it. That was looking impossible though, she just couldn't get through the wall of tentacles that descended upon her.

She couldn't last in the face of such an onslaught for long, not with her momentum slowed like this. The nymph gave a startled shriek as a tentacle managed to catch her by surprise, turning into a gasp as it wrapped around her waist and pulled her off her feet with enough force to drive the air from her lungs. Before she could recover she'd already been pulled into the air, other tentacles grasping for her limbs.

"No... Not like this!" Euria spoke, voice clearly panicked and heedless of the fact that the creature almost certainly didn't understand her words, thrashing desperately in the tentacles' grip. This wasn't like the other ones, it was too strong. If she couldn't free herself quickly she'd never get away, not with her ability to keep her icy armour manifested already straining. If she could just slip out now, before it could get a proper grip on her, maybe she still had a chance...

((Just trying to escape the grapple.))

GM

Her protests earned Euria no mercy, and she heard the elven woman howling in pleasure in the background as the tentacles writhed around her. The woman's bloated frame writhed in the grip of the beast, obviously in the throes of a powerful orgasm... A potential look at what Euria might be in for if she didn't free herself quickly.

Unfortunately for the nymph, escape was easier to dream of than to achieve. This beast was much stronger than the other she had been grabbed by, and its grip even more secure. She couldn't hope to outmuscle it, that much was obvious, but even her talents for escape, auGMented by her icy armor, proved insufficient to see her out of its grip.

She squirmed and thrashed and fought with all her might, her energies draining away to maintain her enhancement, but it was useless. For the second time today she felt those horrid slimy appendages against her skin as they slid into her clothes, rubbing against her sensitive skin as they slid through the holes left in her outfit, and once more Euria was helpless to stop them. She could feel them everywhere, over her legs and calves, around her breasts, between her legs.... And a moment later they rent outward, ripping away her protection. Her pack fell this time too, tossed roughly aside, but she at least managed to keep a grip on her spear and shield as the tendrils fell upon her once more.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 7/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 7, Upkeep = 3, Spent 32 EP, Grappled
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 2 damage, Grappled

Player

"No... please, not this..." Euria whimpered as she felt the slimy appendages slithering under her clothes. Even now she was staring right at what would very likely be her future if she couldn't escape, and that was looking less and less likely by the moment. The smaller ones she'd been able to get away from, but this... it was just too strong. She couldn't hope to even make it struggle to hold, not at this rate.

The worst part wasn't even what it was going to do to her, it was that she knew her body would give in. She'd always been terrified of being in this situation, of being taken against her will. She might be relatively casual about sex, but that was always her choice, even when she let her nymph blood take control. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist it though, no matter how much she didn't want this. Once it started... how long would it be until she looked just like that elven woman? How long until she gave in?

She grit her teeth as it tore her clothing away once again, leaving her bared for it to take at its pleasure. She couldn't give up though. Maybe its grip would be a little looser now, having had to shift its tentacles to pull her clothes away. Maybe she could still slip away. She tensed for a moment, then twisted her body as violently as she could manage given her lack of leverage, hoping the slickness of the ice still coating her body would be enough to slip out of its grip.

GM

The tentacles closed in, wrapping around her, their slimy freezing to her skin but the beast seemingly uncaring as it began to explore her frame. She was unprotected now, helpless, and with nothing between her and it Euria could only squirm as it slid its appendages across her bare flesh. Dozens of the appendages slid across her breasts in waves, each brush against her sensitive tips sending unwanted stimulation rolling up her spine. Her legs were being slowly slid apart, more tendrils joining the ones coiling around her...

And then, as they tried to reposition for a more secure hold, she found her moment. A sudden twist saw one arm free, then the other and a leg. Dangling from one leg and her waist, another quick thrash and a jab with her spear caused the tentacles to release her entirely, causing her to tumble to the floor in a heap.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 4/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 7, Upkeep = 3, Spent 34 EP
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 3 damage

Player

Somehow her last-ditch effort had worked, freeing her from the creature's grip. She winced as she landed on the stone floor, but there was no time for her to worry about that minor pain. She was barely able to keep up the armour of ice around her body, it wouldn't last much longer, and she didn't think she would be able to keep ahead of this thing without it. She'd barely managed with it.

She considered escape, if she could get into the gap in the wall quick enough she could put up a wall of ice behind her to delay the beast, but that would exhaust her remaining reserves, and she'd need to dismiss her protection first to even have enough left to do that. It might be worth the risk, but she could also gamble everything on one last chance to kill it.

Gritting her teeth as she sprung back to her feet, the nymph broke into a run, trying to dodge under the tentacles before they could reorient on her, diving into a roll to get past the main mass that had been holding her and coming up for a thrust into its main body with her spear, slamming her shield into it afterwards, hoping she could catch it by surprise and bring the beast down before it could catch her.

((Going all out with one last sneak attack attempt. Using From Behind with a +24 Tumble (After the -10). Spear attack does 70 damage on a sneak attack, two Shield bashes do 43 each.11d10+40 Dodge for the round.))

GM

Scrambling to her feet, Euria's charge was, unfortunately, no more successful than the first. She dove and rolled over one sweeping tentacle, coming back to her feet. She was so close, her spear poised to strike... And then a second sweep that she hadn't seen came in and took her in the knees.

She tumbled to the ground, and the tentacles surged above her in a swarm that looked to descend upon her. The last of her energies dwindling away, exhaustion settling into her busty, naked frame, and yet still she rolled aside as the swarm slammed into the floor where she'd just been. Landing on her back, she would need to scramble to her feet again, and the tentacles were already reorienting towards her.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 1/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 7, Upkeep = 3, Spent 36 EP, Prone
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 3 damage

Player

Just as she was about to strike Euria felt her whole world turn upside down, a tentacle she'd missed sweeping out and striking the backs of her knees, sending her toppling to the floor. She barely managed to roll aside in time to avoid the tentacles that swarmed down to grab her, still blinking stars from her eyes as she scrambled unsteadily to her feet. She couldn't get close to it, not like this, especially not now that she could feel the ice armour she'd formed melting off of her body as she was forced to reduce the power she was feeding it to a trickle to keep from draining herself completely.

She was exhausted, mentally and physically, but she couldn't let herself stop now. Her mind raced to find a plan, any plan, and her eyes settled on her pack, not far from where she'd fallen. She focused on keeping her shield between her and the beast as she tried to get back to her feet, ready to dive out of the way of its tentacles again, then lunged for her bag. It had hurt her, even after bolstering her resistance to the cold... maybe it would hurt this thing too. She reached into her bag, grabbing the blanket-wrapped gem, the cold biting even through that barrier and her glove, and hurled it at the beast, trying to release it from the blanket in the process.

((Reducing Frost Armour to X=4 for no upkeep and using Full Defense on the turn she gets up, for a dodge of 16d10+43 for this round. Then running for her bag, grabbing the frost gem, and throwing it at the tentacle monster. Dodge 11d10+46, 12 AV, and Cold resistance +8 (So 13 if it stacks with her natural).))

GM

Rising hastily to her feet, Euria managed to duck, dodge, and block the myriad of tentacles that tried to finally catch her and pin her. The nymph was chased around the room, appendages diving for her only to hit air or metal rather than the flesh they so intensely desired. The beast seemed to grow more frustrated as she evaded its every effort to capture her, its attacks more aggressive but less coordinated but still forcing her to dive aside even faster.

Exhausted as she was, however, Euria managed to avoid being grabbed again and hurled herself onto her pack. The cloth wrapped stone burned softly as she withdrew it, and after abandoning the wrappings she just barely got out of the way of a dozen limbs that reached for her in a swarm. Cocking her arm back as she rose back to her feet, Euria hurled the stone into the beast, the stone colliding with its body and freezing to its frame.

It had stung lightly as she touched it, but the creature didn't seem to notice it yet even as the slime it exuded began to crystallize on its body.

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 1/47, Status = Fine, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 4, Upkeep = 0, Spent 36 EP
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 3 damage

Player

Euria winced as the cold bit into her hands, but she managed to throw true and the gem froze to the creature's body almost instantly. She wasn't sure it was actually feeling anything though, it certainly didn't seem to be reacting. Unless it just didn't feel pain at all and the gem actually was harming it, it seemed that plan had failed. She needed to try to hurt it more, she couldn't just keep running, but how could she even get close to it?

She considered going for the magic sword, seeing if it might do something to the beast, but it had landed somewhere along with the remnants of her clothes. But she had to try something, she wasn't going to win a battle of endurance in her state even if she could keep this up. She couldn't make such risky moves though, she needed to play it safer. Maybe she could wear it down after all.

She dashed in again, shield up and spear at the ready, focusing on dodging under and around the tentacles, looking for an opportunity to strike, even if it was just to wound or ideally sever a tentacle instead of striking the main body.

((Running at it again, making one spear and one shield attack with Defensive Fighting for 4 dice. Spear attack is 8d10+7 for 3d8+26 damage, Shield Bash is 11d10-8 for 3d4+17 damage. Dodge for the round is 15d10+41))

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 6!

Spoiler

GM

As she lunged, the tentacle that she had jabbed for coiled suddenly, avoiding the point of her spear and wrapping around the weapon's shaft. Her shield shot out immediately, coated in frost, and smashed into the appendage. It recoiled, half flattened and moving more slowly, but then another reached in and wrapped around her shield arm.

Euria was dragged off balance, and more tentacles began moving in to capitalize on her moment of weakness. Ice was spreading from the point where the gem had stuck to the beast, and the room seemed a little bit colder...

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 1/47, Status = Fine, Low on Energy, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 4, Upkeep = 0, Spent 36 EP, Grappled
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 22 damage, Grappled

Player

Euria cursed softly under her breath as her strike missed, the tentacle she'd aimed for coiling around her weapon's shaft instead. Before it could disarm her she slammed her shield into it, seeming to have at least harmed the beast this time as it recoiled and released her weapon, letting her pull away. She'd been forced to stop again however, which left her an easy target as yet another tentacle managed to coil around her shield arm.

She stumbled as it pulled her back, desperately trying to ward off the others reaching for her. Her breathing was growing more laboured the longer the fight went on, each breath visible in the gradually cooling air. She could only hope that the gem was actually doing something to the creature, and that she'd be able to keep it from getting her in its grasp again.

She pulled against the tentacle gripping her arm, trying to overpower it while twisting to try to jab further along it with her spear. She couldn't afford to be caught in one place at once, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to escape if it managed to get itself coiled around all of her limbs once again.

((Just trying to escape yet again, grapple on escape rolls of 7d10+18 now))

GM

It was getting colder. Euria's breath fogged in the air in front of as tentacles coiled around her, heedless of her efforts to escape their grasp. The one around her arm refused to be dislodged, and another wrapped around her leg, a third around one of her breasts, and a fourth slid between her legs. The one on her breast opened like a flower, revealing a “mouth” with dozens of tiny tendrils that oozed slime, something that she experienced in a much more tactile manner as it clamped onto the peak of her breasts.

She felt the myriad of tendrils begin lashing like an army of tongues against the sensitive tip, the heat of it dispelling the chill and ensuring that the sensation was pure pleasure, and that was before it even began to suck in earnest... Luckily for her, the creature surged painfully before it could do anything more, the tip releasing her breast and flailing wildly as many of its limbs reached back upon itself, towards an ice crystal growing from its frame.

Its limbs tried desperately to dislodge the thing, but it proved quite stuck for the moment, and she could feel its grip loosening just a little bit...

Euria: HP = 34/59, PP = 42, EP = 1/47, Status = Fine, Low on Energy, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 4, Upkeep = 0, Spent 36 EP, Grappled
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 30 damage, Grappled, Stunned

Player

Euria thrashed in the tentacles' grip as more began to coil around her body. This time she could feel the slimy appendages on her bare flesh, even feeling one reaching between her legs with obvious intentions, and her squirming grew even more desperate. Her eyes went wide as one coiled around one of her breasts, opening up into an almost flower-like mouth full of smaller tendrils. She couldn't help but give an involuntary gasp as the thing clamped onto the tip, an undeniably pleasant stimulation of her sensitive nipple following soon after.

She bit her lip, trying to block out the sensation as she desperately struggled against her captor, trying to free herself from its grip... and then it pulled back. Not entirely, it still had her in its grip, but it finally seemed to be feeling some sort of pain from the ice gem that had frozen to its flesh, swatting at it with the tentacles that had just been reaching for her. Seeing her chance, Euria renewed her struggling, trying to free another limb so that she could get away while it was distracted.

GM

The tentacles continued to grasp desperately at the growing ball of ice, frost spreading across its flesh from the incredible cold emanating from the gem that was trying to kill it. The ice was spreading, crystals growing outwards and following the spreading frost, but it was still trying to wrench the deadly core away.

In the meantime, Euria found the tentacles binding her unwilling to abide by her efforts to struggle free without argument. The tendrils around her began to move again, tightening as she pulled her shield arm away. Another wrapped around her other leg, locking her in place, and the writhing limb that had tried to claim one of her breasts latched onto the peak of her mound once more. The nymph once more was made to experience the sensation of those myriad of fleshy nubs deftly squirming around her own less mobile but more sensitive nipple, the heat of its body and the slime enhancing the situation.

This time it did begin to apply pressure too, gently sucking but steadily ramping up the pressure in regularly placed pulls. The limb between her legs darted, trying to impale her in one go, but a quick closing of her legs caused it to miss... Partially. It was made to grind against her petals instead, nubs on the phallic appendage sliding between her sensitive labia as they began to pump between them. Even if it couldn't fulfill its purpose and pass on its genes one last time through her if the ice should slay it, the tentacle seemed perfectly content to fuck her thighs instead.

Unfortunately for her, Euria's instincts began to rise again despite her best efforts to suppress them. The stimulation ignited in her the urge to mate, to enjoy every pleasure of the flesh imaginable, and if she didn't succeed at pulling away quickly or distract it from her erogenous zones quickly...

Euria: HP = 27/59, PP = 30/42, EP = 1/47, Status = Fine, Low on Energy, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 4, Upkeep = 0, Spent 36 EP, Grappled
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 65 damage, Grappled, taken 20 PP damage

Player

Euria was beginning to grow even more panicked, her attempts at escape proving fruitless as more tentacles returned to keep her other limbs under control. She was unable to do anything but pull futilely at the tentacles holding her, the creature's strength too great for her to overcome and her too exhausted to use any of her powers to aid in her attempts more than she already was. Was this it? She'd done everything she could, but she just couldn't seem to do more than inconvenience it. She could only hope that the gem would be enough, that the creature wouldn't be able to pull it free. It seemed to be feeling the effects now, she could only hope that it would be enough to kill the thing, and before it did to her what it had done to the elf woman.

Unfortunately she wasn't able to stop it from latching onto her breast once again, a soft moan escaping her lips despite her attempts to remain in control as it gradually began to apply more and more suction to her sensitive tip. She thrashed about as another prodded between her legs, trying to pull them shut and deny it entry. She succeeded in that at least, but she couldn't deny the stimulation that its rubbing against her sensitive lips was causing as it seemed content to just thrust between her thighs for the moment.

She writhed in a mixture of pleasure and her desire to escape, still pulling roughly against the tentacles holding her. She could already feel her body starting to give in to the sensations though, even this amount of stimulation enough to get her nymph blood racing. Her body was rapidly racing towards that same insatiable state she'd been pushed to the night before. If she didn't escape its grip soon, she didn't think she'd be able to keep resisting much longer...

GM

The nymph's wild squirming was at least enough to protect and distract her from the sensations caused by the tentacles assaulting her, and with its own distraction the creature's attentions faltered. For the next several minutes it tried to pry the growing chunk of ice off of itself, but in that time Euria failed to escape its grasp despite her earnest efforts. It grew weaker by the moment, its flesh ripping only for its own ichor to refreeze into the steadily spreading crystal of ice, but with a surge her hopes that it might simply die were dashed as it finally tore the crystal containing the gem away.

A sizable chunk of its own gore came away with it, but with the crystal that had been killing it like a cancer removed the ice stopped spreading, and it hastily hurled the ice chunk against the farthest wall, hitting it with a crack that made the whole room shiver. The beast's main body was half a ruin, and it had lost a number of limbs entirely and some of those that still remained had been nearly skinned by the time it had ripped the spreading ice chunk away.

The gem's magic seemed to stabilize as it was drawn away from the heat source of the tentacle beast's body, the crystal it had formed around itself ceasing to grow after a few seconds, but in the meantime Euria had much greater concerns to worry about. Namely, the beast was no longer distract despite its seemingly severe injuries, and while it was still actively raping the elf it now had a new plaything in its grasp. A plaything that was fresh, fertile, and not already pregnant with its spawn... Yet.

The tendril thrusting between her thighs picked up again, and the one attached to her breast started sucking again, the cilia in it's “mouth” quivering restlessly as they rubbed against her nipple. Another quickly clamped onto her other breast, applying the same level of stimulation as it began to draw upon the sensitive nub, its suction rising as that of its kin on her other breast fell to produce an alternating rhythm. The one between her legs pressed harder, its nubs going deeper between her folds and occasionally teasing her clitoris.

It was all too much. Her instincts flared, impossible to ignore, impossible to deny. Phallic tipped tentacles swarmed around her, pressing against the soft meat of her ass, one shifting to nuzzle between the soft cheeks, another mimicking its positioning but between the nymph's bound breasts. Another pressed against her cheek, and she felt its sweet smelling pre and oily slime against the skin of her face, more and more as her other cheek and forehead were prodded insistently.

Euria: HP = 27/59, PP = 15/42, EP = 1/47, Status = Fine, Low on Energy, Distortion at half effect, Frost Armor X = 4, Upkeep = 0, Spent 36 EP, Grappled, Horny
Greater Tentacle Beast: Taken 171 damage, Grappled, taken 38 PP damage

Player

Euria tugged desperately at the tentacles binding her limbs, but she couldn't quite manage to pull herself free. She just couldn't put as much strength behind her efforts as she had before, her body too fatigued from her previous efforts. She just hung limply in its grip for some time, occasionally giving an experimental tug to see if she could slip an arm free. She could only hope that the gem would eventually kill the beast, as it seemed distressed and pained enough by it now that it had seemingly forgotten about her entirely.

Unfortunately that didn't seen like it would be the case, Euria making one last frantic effort to free herself as she say the creature's tentacles finally rip the gem and the ice it had formed free, flinging it across the room. It seemed badly injured, a whole chunk of its body missing, but that didn't stop it from turning its attention back to her once it had freed itself of the gem. She desperately tried to pull a limb free, or maneuver the spear in her hand to stab into the tentacle holding her arm, but nothing worked.

Tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes as she tried to resist the stimulation as another tentacle began sucking at her other nipple and the one between her thighs began to move again with even more force. She didn't want to give into this beast, didn't want to take pleasure in its violation of her body, but her baser instincts were impossible to ignore. Her nymph blood was practically singing, not seeming to care what it was that was doing this to her, only that it could sate this insatiable lust for a time.

Something between a surprised gasp and a moan slipped from between her lips, the first break in her guard since it had begun once again, the feeling of the oddly textured tentacle between her legs too much as it pushed deeper between her lower lips and teased at her clitoris too much to bear. Even as her mind told her to resist her body was giving in, that same haze of lust she'd lost herself in the previous night settling over her mind once again. Before she'd even realized what she was doing her legs had stopped clenching together as she fell limp within its grasp, simply unable to keep resisting any longer. It was all she could do to keep from losing herself entirely in the feeling of desire that was flooding her body, she didn't think she could manage even a token resistance against the monstrous creature that seemed intent on violating her further.

GM

With Euria no longer offering even token resistance, the creature secured its hold on her as the tendril between her legs slowed its movements to a crawl. Two more tendrils moved towards her breasts, these tipped in small transparent stingers, and as they hovered nearby the ones sucking on her tits pulled away. They filled with a slight orange liquid, and when the hollow space was full they jabbed into her nipples. A pinprick of pain shot through the sensitive flesh as it was pierced, but as they forced the fluid into her Euria's breasts began to burn. It was uncomfortable at first, but spread quickly through the soft orbs and turned from painful to mildly uncomfortable.

Her skin reddened slightly, flushed as whatever had been injected into her did its work, and a few moments later a tremor of pleasure ran through Euria's body, emanating from the peaks of her breasts and stronger than any stimulation she had ever experienced from there. She felt something leak from her nipples, sliding down the slope of her skin, and she would just be able to catch the sight of a small squirt of her mother's milk erupt from her breasts as a result of the pressure caused by the squeezing tendrils before the tentacle mouths claimed them again.

The wave of stimulation that rolled through her as the two tentacles began to suck and squirm struck her like a warhammer, and the creature proved ravenous in its desire to drain her of the fluid that it had caused her to leak. The tendril between her legs began to squirm again, and the others continued to press at her insistently from all directions as Euria hung helpless in their grip. The combined sources of stimulation began to mount, pressure growing in her belly, growing and growing until it felt like it would burst at any second...

Player

Euria whimpered softly as the tentacle still rubbing between her legs began to slow, denying her the stimulation her body had begun to so desperately crave. She squirmed futilely in the creature's grip, not quite sure anymore whether she was trying to escape or just to rub herself against that tentacle. She stiffened as she spotted the next set of tentacles to approach though, even her increasingly lust-addled mind still lucid enough to be worried about what it was planning to do with those pointed stingers. She cried out more in fear than pain as they pierced her flesh, squirming even more frantically as they pulled away.

She wasn't certain what it had injected her with, her breasts initially feeling like they were burning before eventually settling into a sense of mild discomfort, followed by a rush of pleasure that caused her entire body to shiver. Her eyes went wide as she looked down at herself again, noticing a trickle of something leaking from her nipple. At first she'd thought it was some of whatever the creature had injected her with, but no... was that milk? How was that possible? She'd made certain to prevent any chance of getting pregnant, even if this beast seemed intent on changing that. Was that what its injection had done?

She didn't have much longer to think about it as the flower-like mouths of the other tentacles descended upon her breasts once again. This time the sensation was enough to rock her entire body, her spear finally falling from her boneless grip and clattering to the floor below as she struggled to keep herself from simply screaming in pleasure. Her breasts had always been somewhat sensitive, but nothing even close to what they were feeling now. Whatever the creature had done to her, she couldn't help but moan in ecstasy as they began to suck on her nipples once again, more tentacles prodding her from every side, spreading their slime across her body. When the one between her legs began to pick up its pace again the nymph could only writhe helplessly, already feeling herself being pushed distressingly close to orgasm.

Her rational mind was still screaming at her to resist, but she couldn't. Her body was barely responding to her own wishes anymore, only squirming and writhing uncontrollably under the beast's ministrations. She wasn't sure how much longer it would be before she lost all sense of reason and just gave in to the creature. Distressingly, she could only imagine that it wouldn't be much longer, especially not when it decided to actually penetrate her.

GM

The tentacles wrapped around her legs lifted her suddenly, and the rest soon followed suit, bending her forward in the process and essentially leaving her bent over while suspended in the air. Such didn't stop the other tendrils from pressing at her from every direction, and with her breasts suspended below her the nymph would see bulges forming slowly in the limbs that were working to milk her. It was her nutritious milk, meant to feed her children, not unlike those she had aborted earlier that day, and though she was unwilling to let herself become a mother just yet the larger tentacle beast that had caught her seemingly cared not a whit for her desires. Her nourishing fluid would feed it instead, until it planted its spawn inside of her, and in her current position she couldn't even have stopped it from fulfilling its desires if she'd wanted to.

Several tentacles still pressed at her face, two still sucked on her breasts while another plunged back and forth through the crevice between them, and another made similar motions between the round cheeks of her ass. Her pale flesh was coated in slime by that point, leaving her glistening slightly in the dim light cast by the magic gem from the heart of the great ice boulder now sitting near the only entrance to the chamber in which she'd been caught.

The tentacles sucking on her breasts continued their insistent motions, sending raw pleasure burning through Euria's increasingly lust-possessed frame as they drew out her mother's milk and stimulated her leaking tip. The one that had been thrusting between her thighs, however, was already reorienting itself, and a few short seconds later it was pressed against her entrance... And slowly sliding in, easily forcing aside her damp petals and diving into her folds. Pleasure of a more familiar nature exploded through her, any soreness leftover from her time with the orcs long gone and replaced by the same sensations they had inspired in her... All save the pleasure of cum exploding into her depths, which she had not yet earned even though merely being penetrated was nearly enough to send her over the edge.

It dove in deep, claiming her inch by inch until it finally kissed her cervix, but once it was inside of her it simply began to thrash inside of her. The pleasure burst through her, ramping up far too quickly and sending the knot of pressure that had built up into a violent unwinding. Orgasm thundered through the nymph's body, unwanted but needed, but it promised to not be the last as it began to squirm around inside of her, uncaring of how pleasant it was for her but causing nothing but pleasure for the nymph even as she caught in the throes of her climax.

Player

Euria squirmed against the tentacles holding her again as they suddenly decided to reposition her in midair, once again managing to do nothing more than illustrate how helpless she was. There was only a brief delay before she was once again being prodded from every direction by tentacles once more. From this angle she could clearly see something travelling up the tentacles suckling at her breasts, and it finally seemed to register in her hazy mind that it was actually milking her. That thought was enough to make her flush with shame, even more so than everything else she was letting it do to her.

It was undeniably a pleasurable sensation, though whether that was only a result of what had been injected into her breasts or not she couldn't be certain. After a few moments of hanging in this new pose, the tentacle rubbing between labia just fast enough to keep her riding close to the edge of an orgasm but not quite reaching it, she realized she had begun to pant softly, her tail swaying like an excited dog's. She tried to force the unruly appendage back under control, still trying her best to resist the urge to just give in to the pleasure, even if this beast likely wouldn't understand the significance of such motions.

All that was washed away in a moment however, as the tentacle between her legs withdrew... and then returned, plunging achingly slowly into her depths. The nymph writhed in her bindings, but this time it wasn't out of any sort of desire to escape, only of pleasure at finally being filled once again. She gasped as she felt it press against her cervix, momentarily worried that it might just keep pushing, only for her entirely body to spasm violently as it began to thrash inside of her. A wordless cry of pleasure accompanied her violent orgasm, her entire body shaking under the force of its movements as she once again fell almost entirely limp in its grasp, her climax seeming to drain all of the strength from her muscles. She could barely find a moment to breathe, overwhelmed by the entirely unfamiliar but all too pleasant feeling of the tentacle literally squirming around inside of her.

As she began to come down from her first orgasm, one which she knew was far from the last it would force upon her, her body was already craving more. The insatiable desire her nymph nature always brought on was in full swing now, her body aching for more, her womb practically begging for this creature's cum despite all of her wishes.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 7! Belatedly.

Spoiler

GM

The tentacles wrapped around her breasts began to squeeze as Euria came down from her latest orgasm, pressing in around her full breasts and tugging them downwards in tandem with the bursts of suction from the “mouths” clamped over her tips. The suspended nymph's bosom surrendered its nourishing fluid in increasingly large bursts, her milk traveling down the tubes as it was drawn out of her to nourish the wounded creature. The more she gave, the more vigorously the tentacles around her seemed to move, and the more wildly the tentacle in her pussy thrashed.

The limb sliding back and forth between her rear cheeks paused, shifted, and lined up with her other hole. The slimy thing slid into her ass with ease, the tendril stretching her slightly as it pushed in as deep as her body would comfortably allow before it began to squirm and thrash inside of her. It hit her nerves just like the other, and between them the barrage of sensations set her senses into pure overload as another orgasm suddenly ripped through within only a handful of moments.

Much as her body begged for its seed, however, it wouldn't claim the dose of that just yet. The tentacles continued to thrash over and around her, still prodding at her face testingly, but after another moment she might have other concerns. She felt other tendrils worming their way around behind her, first rubbing against her plump cheeks but then approaching her holes, two more prodding at her sex and another towards her ass.

Player

Euria tried to fight the overwhelming sensations the creature was causing her, but she simply couldn't muster the will to resist any longer. Her body had already surrendered, and it was seeming more and more like her mind would follow after all. She watched in a half-fascinated daze as the tentacles sucking on her breasts continued to milk her, the way they began to squeeze all too pleasant for her, eliciting another satisfied moan from the nymph.

Another surprised gasp and soft whimper signalled yet another tentacle finding its way inside of her, this time smoothly sliding into her ass. She'd never even tried it there before the previous night, but she was already getting used to it after all the experience then and now, whether she liked it or not. She couldn't deny that it felt good either, writhing in her suspended position as it too began to squirm around inside of her, hitting those sensitive points over and over again.

She knew that she shouldn't be giving in like this, that she shouldn't let herself drown in the pleasure and forget what it was that was doing this to her, but the longer it went the harder it was to keep her focus. That was the curse of her people, at least as she saw it. No matter how much she wanted to hate it, she would eventually become powerless to resist anyone or anything that could cause her this much physical pleasure. Just as she was beginning to drown in the pleasure once again though, the feeling of more tentacles pressing against her already filled holes quickly snapped her back to reality.

"No, wait! I can't take that much!" She once again frantically pulled at the tentacles holding her, knowing full well that the creature either didn't understand or didn't care about her protests. She was panicking despite her insatiable lust just urging her to give in and take it. There was nothing she could to to prevent it from trying though, as scared as she was of the prospect, not unless her frantic squirming was enough to dissuade it.

GM

Her squirming only got Euria's arms bound, wrapped by a pair of tentacles each, and pulled out wide away from her body to prevent her from acquiring any sort of leverage. One of them still managed to slip free after a moment, however, just as one of the tentacles began pressing more insistently at her folds. While they weren't as thick as the biggest that the nymph had ever taken, they were each large enough to constitute what one might consider average, and having two writhing around in either of her holes would be a stretch to say the least. With only one hand and no way to full free herself, however, Euria could only tightly grip the shaft of one, preventing it from joining its brethren... Temporarily at best.

The ungripped tentacle forced its way in, slime and her own traitorous secretions offering plentiful lubrication, and it hardly took more than a few seconds for it to claim her depths all the way down to her cervix. The resulting outcry prompted one of the tendrils to finally force its way into her mouth, plunging down her throat and making her gag, but thankfully it didn't copy the behavior of the appendages in her pussy and ass. What it did would actually depend largely upon her reaction. If she protested or simply remained limp, it would begin to fuck her mouth, sliding back and forth like a more conventional partner, but if she made some efforts to suck and lick at it she would at least be spared having her throat fucked as the beast allowed her to control her attentions on it, though whether or not Euria was willing to humiliate herself for some small measure of mercy was ultimately up to her.

With two tentacles in her folds and another in her ass, Euria's body was left swamped in pleasure now mixed with painful discomfort. He body wasn't used to being so filled, but her depths could take it and quickly adjusted to being so overflowing, even with two appendages that were moving in such a savage manner. Another was still pressing against her upper opening, however, trying to push itself into her ass while the one in her grip squirmed, trying to join the party in her pussy.

Player

Euria's frantic struggling managed to let her keep one arm free for the moment, but even that was only going to delay the inevitable. She was fighting not only the creature raping her, but her own body's desire to give in to it, and she could only keep that up for so long. She succeeded in grabbing one of the tentacles trying to join its brethren, keeping it at bay for the moment, but the slimy surface was difficult for her to keep her grip on. Unfortunately, that still left the other, and a cry of mixed pleasure and pain following as it managed to force its way inside of her.

Her cry was silenced soon after, one of the tentacles that had previously only been hovering around and poking at her face now forcing itself into her open mouth. She gagged and try to pull herself away from the sudden intrusion, but it quickly forced its way all the way into her throat, making it impossible for her to pull far enough away held as she was. She couldn't let go of the one she had gripped in her free hand either, not unless she wanted it joining the two already stretching her open.

When her struggles and inaction prompted the tentacle in her mouth to begin thrusting in and out Euria gagged again, struggling to take the violation in so many ways at once. It wasn't over yet though, and she could already feel a second tentacle prodding at her ass as well as the one in her hand flailing about and making it even more difficult to grip. Tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes as she desperately struggled against her captor, but with every moment her body was already becoming more and more accustomed to even such brutal treatment, and it was growing harder and harder to keep herself from simply drowning in the pleasure and letting it have its way with her. In one last attempt at resistance in the only way she could think of, Euria bit down on the tentacle in her mouth, trying to simply hurt the creature despite knowing it wouldn't actually make anything better for her.

GM

Her teeth managed to do little more than stop the tentacle from thrusting as quickly into her mouth. It started squirming around in her throat instead, and unlike in her lower holes it felt entirely unpleasant. Despite her stalwart efforts to get the beast to stop, however, Euria's body quickly adjusted to being so overfilled with cock, the two tentacles in her pussy hitting every sweet spot at all times and stretching her like she'd never been filled before and the one in her ass only adding to the pleasure.

With nothing to impede it but her tightness, the second tentacle trying to push its way into her rectum soon made its way inside, forcing the nymph's eyes to go wide as she found not one but two of the writhing appendages working around inside of her. The sweet spot in her rear hole was suddenly under constant barrage, the pleasure of it almost completely overwhelming and drowning out the discomfort before she could even truly process it. Orgasm wracked Euria's frame again in mere moments, harder even than the last and robbing her limbs of what little strength they still had.

The tentacle in her grip began to squirm through her fingers, pressing harder against her already overfull flower, and even if she was already stuffed the nymph felt her folds began to give, the tip sinking in. It joined its thrashing breath inside of her, and though she was able to keep it from burying itself in deep it just ended up grinding most insistently against her g-spot as its tip drove deeper and deeper into her.

Her breasts were getting sucked to the last drop by this point, her issue not yet up to the quantity that the beast might desire and her reserves, even with whatever chemical it had pumped into her, were quickly running dry. That only inspired it to work harder, however, using greater effort and force to try and drain away more of her nourishing liquid. In the meantime, however, while her breasts might be emptying and the gulps of milk being sucked along the tentacles growing smaller, Euria spotted a series of lumps traveling along certain other tentacles... The ones in her ass, pussy, and mouth to be precise, as well as the one still pumping between her deflating breasts.

Player

Euria bit down on the tentacle forcing its way down her throat with as much strength as she could manage, but its flesh was simply too tough for even her fang-like teeth to pierce. It didn't seem to appreciate her efforts regardless of how unsuccessful they had been though, causing her to gag and choke again as it began to squirm around in her throat. She was forced to release the hold of her teeth on it a she struggled for breath.

Her struggle was only impeded further as the second tentacle that had been poking at her from behind finally managed to squeeze into her ass alongside its brethren, leaving the nymph feeling more filled than she ever had before, even more than the orcs had the night before. Despite the pain of having both of her holes stretched and so thoroughly filled though, the pleasure was overwhelming. She couldn't hold back the orgasm that the writhing tentacles caused her, or the moan of both pleasure and pain that followed as her momentary loss of grip allowed the third tentacle she'd been holding back to plunge itself into her pussy.

She tried to grab hold of it again, to keep it from going as deep as the other two, but she couldn't keep her grip for long as it continued to thrash around inside of her. With three of them inside of her, even if alone their girth weren't the largest she'd had, they managed to fill her so totally that at least one of them was always hitting her most sensitive spots. She continued grabbing for the tentacles invading her depths, but her struggles had lost the strength they'd had before. Between the six tentacles all plunging deep inside of her, the two still sucking at her breasts despite how they seemed to have drained her entirely, and the multitude simply wrapped around her body, she just couldn't manage to muster any meaningful resistance any longer.

She gave one last feeble attempt at pulling her limbs free of their captors, her free hand weakly tugging at one of the tentacles buried deep inside her, as she spotted the lumps moving along the length of many of the tentacles, only this time moving towards her rather than away. She knew what that meant, knew that she should be trying hard to prevent it, but she just couldn't muster any strength to do so. She could only hope that the potion she'd taken this morning would keep the beast from impregnating her. Maybe if it just stopped for a few minutes she could recover enough to think of some way out of this...

GM

Her weakened grip hardly stopped the tentacle beast at this point, allowing the third appendage to bury itself deeper and deeper into her folds. The sheer size of the three tentacles more than made up for their lack of individual size, ensuring that she was swamped in stimulation constantly to an even greater degree than before. Orgasm hit her again in minutes, the pleasure wracking through her even as she was totally overstuffed, but even in the midst of climactic waves her mind wasn't overwhelmed enough to keep her from watching the bulges that were steadily advancing towards her.

Closer and closer they came, several in each tentacle, and the closer they got the more furiously Euria's rapist violated her. She could see the tendrils working on the captive elf intensifying as well, out of the corner of her eye, but it was too late to do anything to help her now. She couldn't even protect herself now, her only hope that the virile seed being pushed towards her wouldn't take root... Couldn't take root despite the potion. If it could override the drought she'd taken though...

Another knot began to form in her belly, her instincts taking over as the myriad of tendrils drove waves of pleasure through her. All too soon she felt the tendrils fattening near where they met her holes, the closest visible as it advanced along the tentacle fucking her throat, and after a furious few seconds that nearly broke her entirely the appendages raping Euria simply... Stopped. She felt them began to shiver, vibrating inside of her, and the discordant frequencies produced a nearly orgasmic rhythm inside of her.

Her holes began to stretch more than ever as the loads began to push into her, and any second now they would reach the tips... Would be spewed down her throat, and up deep into her ass... And the greatest volume of all would surely go into her pussy, all three tips jockying slightly to be closest to the entrance to her womb, to be the most likely to deliver their life making fluid into her fertile inner sanctum. Without the potion, even a drop inside of her would likely have been enough, and as she felt the tips expand it was obvious that she would be getting a lot more than a drop.

The explosion of seed took what felt like forever as she waited for it, and when the first streams of cum began to issue into her depths, pure liquid heat flowing into her in great gulps. Glob after glob of tentacle semen poured into her, down her throat until she felt like she could drink no more, deep into her ass, and flooding her womb like she'd never felt before. Even the gang of orcs hadn't been able to fill her like this, and they couldn't have produced the volume coating her from the other limbs around her as well, leaving her ass, hair, face, tail, stomach, and breasts all coated as well. The sheer volume of it caused her belly to begin to bloat, as if she were already carrying its child, but it just kept coming...

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Seek, Seek Fortune (Astarte)

Logs 8.

Spoiler

Player

Euria's struggles grew even more more frantic as the bulges in the tentacles grew closer, but she simply didn't have the strength to put up any meaningful resistance any longer. The tentacles themselves had stopped thrashing around, but even that brief reprieve wasn't enough to let her recover enough to prepare for what was coming as they began to simply vibrate instead. She squirmed and grasped futilely at the tentacles, the more subtle but frustratingly pleasurable sensations the vibrations almost sending her over the edge once again.

That came soon after though, everything seeming to go white for a moment as she was stretched even further by the bulges in the tentacles forcing themselves inside of her. Her rational mind was overwhelmed once again as she finally felt it erupt inside of her, liquid heat filling her from every side. Within moments it had already filled her more thoroughly than all of the orcs had the night before, and it had only barely started. She thrashed in mindless pleasure as it continued inexorably, finally falling limp in its grasp after the third set of bulges had forced their way inside of her.

She had already begun to feel bloated, the creatures cum already having filled her more full than she'd thought possible. There was a momentary fear that it was going to kill her if it kept up like this, clearly intending on forcing much more inside of her yet, but it was quickly drowned out by the sheer pleasure. It hurt, but that pain was nothing compared to the feeling of overwhelming bliss. This was the curse of her nymph blood, leaving her unable to fight the sensations it was forcing upon her.

The other tentacles, those gripping her limbs or simply hovering around her soon followed after those inside of her, coating her body entirely in its seed. She was forced to close her eyes as one after another covered her face, but she couldn't block out the overwhelming scent. She couldn't see it, but she could feel her stomach expanding outwards from the sheer amount being pushed inside of her, the three tentacles plugging her so tightly that there was nowhere for it to go but straight into her already overfilled womb. Her free hand absently went to her stomach, smearing the layers of cum that now covered her body and feeling the bulge that was forming, almost like she was already pregnant with its spawn.

She knew she should be more worried about that, knew that if the potion she'd taken that morning wasn't enough to stop it that it would certainly succeed in impregnating her like this. She just couldn't bring herself to care anymore though, couldn't muster even a hint of resistance. It still wasn't done either, despite her certainty that there just wasn't any more space inside of her for it to fill. It was all too overwhelming, and she could feel her consciousness threatening to slip away as her mind and body were both pushed to the breaking point. She was still holding on, if barely, but even she wasn't sure if she was still trying to wait for an opportunity to escape, or if she simply wanted to feel more of this overwhelming pleasure.


GM

Euria was not wrong to fear that it wasn't done with her. When the tentacles were finished with her the nymph could feel them retract, though she couldn't open her eyes without letting semen ooze into them. She was absolutely covered, filled, and when it had finished cumming the thick goo began flowing out of her every orifice, her full stomach refusing to hold all of it. She hadn't even halfway deflated by the time the appendages started forcing themselves into her abused holes, pleasure renewed. Her belly was left bloated as it began the long process of replacing the potent seed that had been lost from her womb, but luckily the nymph's abused body couldn't withstand it forever.

Orgasm after orgasm rolled though her, each forced onto her unwilling frame as the appendages squirmed inside of her. Finally, after only another short while, the ecstasy and agony combined proved too much, and the darkness that had begun closing on her vision descended upon her entirely.

When she woke up, she was lying on the floor next to the elf. The other woman was also still unconscious, and both of them were still shrouded in tentacles, though only a handful of the vile limbs were directly in contact with them. The creature seemed to be resting, and that allowed them some mercy from its abuse, though judging by the ache in her everything it hadn't cared that she wasn't conscious to endure its abuse. She was, much like the elf, covered in dried cum and tentacle slime, the tendrils nearest to her slowly sweeping them across her frame, cleaning it.

A glance down at herself might provide a measure of relief. Her stomach was flat, almost like she'd never been filled with its seed, and given its nature it was likely that she'd have been showing already at the very least. Even if her potion had protected her, however, it was undoubtedly going to wear off, and soon, and if she didn't escape quickly the next time would undoubtedly not have the same result. Her breasts, in the meantime, were swollen almost painfully, the poison it had stung her with having not yet fully worn off.

Her gear was scattered around the room, her spear not exactly nearby being some twenty or so feet away, but it wasn't completely beyond her reach. She could try to get to it, but she would have to get through the countless tentacles to do so, even if they were seemingly mostly dormant right now. The wound caused by the ice chunk was still there, and the gigantic ice rock that it had torn off of itself was still lying against the wall, the hole it had left still present but already seemingly healing, though it was far from gone yet.


marsalbiorix: (So how close to her is her belt, which would have been dropped when it stripped her clothes off, I think?)
marsalbiorix: (Since the sword she picked up was on that)
marsalbiorix: (Also how is her EP situation? Still drained or did she recover some?)
tassadar003: (Full EP, her belt is on the floor somewhere nearby, closer than her spear.)
marsalbiorix: (Alright :3)


Player

Euria was finally given a chance to rest, if only for a brief moment, as the tentacles finally seemed to exhaust their loads and began to withdraw. She shuddered as they pulled free, a torrent of the creature's cum pouring out of her abused holes when the tentacles plugging them withdrew. She still couldn't open her eyes to look, not without getting more of its seed into them, but she could already feel herself deflating. Not quickly enough though. She was still feeling more far more full than she'd ever been before even after having so much pour out of her, but the creature wouldn't wait any longer, more tentacles forcing themselves into her abused folds.

A moan that was half mindless pleasure and half discomfort at being stretched so thoroughly once again was quickly muffled as another took the opportunity to dive for her open mouth. Tears began to well up in her eyes once again, her aching body unable to bear the abuse despite the pleasure it brought even now. She managed to hold out a little longer, clinging to consciousness despite longing for the welcome respite letting it go would bring, too afraid of what it might do while she was unaware. But she couldn't hold out forever, and as the thrashing tentacles brought her to yet another of countless orgasms, her otherwise limp body spasming in its grip, she finally felt herself slip away.

When she awoke, her first thought was that everything hurt. Her entire body ached, her muscles protested against every movement she made. She forced herself to move, though her motions were slow and deliberate. She could still feel the tentacles on her body even now, though they weren't gripping her so tightly any more. It took her a moment to regain her bearings, finally cracking her eyes open after doing her best to wipe away the dried cum that caked her entire body from them. It was with no small amount of relief that she noticed that her stomach had returned to its former flat state.

She wasn't sure how long it had been since she'd lost consciousness, but evidently long enough for most of its seed to drain from her overfilled depths... and either not long enough for her to begin showing signs of pregnancy, or the potion had protected her from that. It wouldn't for much longer though, so she needed to get out of here, and fast. She spared a glance at the elven woman beside her, who had been enduring the same thing she had for who knew how long, and then at the only exit to the chamber they were trapped in. She could perhaps sneak out without waking the beast, which seemed to be resting, but only alone. She wasn't certain what "rest" entailed for this creature either, and how attentive it was in this state. She would be unable to move without disturbing any of its tentacles, which it had spread throughout the entire room, and if it noticed her attempt it would surely catch her as she tried to crawl through the collapsed passage.

The only other option she saw was to try to finish what she started and kill the beast. That was easier said than done though, and while it was obviously still wounded it had already begun to heal. On the other hand, she was feeling at least somewhat refreshed, mentally if not physically. She'd be able to draw on her powers again, and perhaps that would be enough to see her through? She wished she could be more confident about her chances. Trying to keep herself mostly still and avoid giving the roaming tentacles any reason to take notice of her, she scanned the room, looking for her things. They were scattered across the room, and worryingly her spear was quite far from her current position. On the other hand, her belt lay much closer, among the remnants of her armour, and with it the scabbard that held the sword she'd discovered earlier. She wasn't as confident in her swordsmanship as she was with her spear, but it might even be a better weapon against these tentacles, better able to cut or even sever them.
((Using Cloak to cast Distortion at half effectiveness for +3 Stealth/Dodge (Bringing her Stealth to 5d10+9 without her armour under the new rules) before getting up as carefully as possible and trying not to disturb the tentacles. Disregard anything further if she does alert them, but if not she'll try to go for the sword on her belt first, then the frost gem.))


GM

(Euria failed to sneak through, and was then stunned.)

As she rose, Euria would see that she would have to remain on hands and knees if she wished to have any chance of evading the tentacles entirely, and even then she would be crawling through a small hanging forest of them. It was only a short ways to the sword, however, and if she could just reach it... She began her path, magic disguising her form, but it did nothing to the creature's sense of touch. Tendrils brushed across her, lazily sliding against her skin. Their slime cleaned up the dried semen, but what had resulted in a tingle wherever it touched her flesh before now caused her skin to light up, fiery lines of raw heat spreading dangerously towards her core.

At first they only touched her back and shoulders, easily ignored. Then a few touched her cheek, pressing into her soft skin much like the phallic ones that had caused her so much unwanted pleasure, and though most simply tapered off a few did end in the familiar reproductively focused shapes. Her progress slowed as heat threatened to erupt again in her belly, her head going fuzzy, and it only got worse as a few tendrils began to roll over her ass. The slight pressure against her soft cheeks as they brushed back and forth across the rounded surface of her rump left Euria's head spinning further, and she was briefly forced to stop entirely to fight the uncomfortably familiar need growing in her belly.

The tentacle beast seemed to be stirring, and it had obviously noticed her to some degree. If it awoke, there was little doubt that she would be abused just like she'd been before, but she wasn't entirely without options. She could try to force her way through, ignoring the way the spreading slime made her body ache in a very different manner from how it had when she woke up. The tentacle monster would undoubtedly awaken, however, and it would end up being a straight fight, assuming she wasn't simply grabbed immediately. If she could possibly make it relax, however, it might give her an opportunity to try to reach the sword she'd discovered undetected again...


Player

Euria mentally cursed as even her slow movements seemed to have roused the beast. She tensed, ready to dart away at a moment's notice as more of the tentacles reached toward her. They didn't seem to be moving aggressively though, so she waited rather than risk aggravating it further. Contrary to her expectations though, they seemed content to simply drag themselves lazily across her body, causing the nymph the shiver briefly as more of their slime soaked into her skin. She could already feel the heat building inside of her once again, her body already craving more despite still aching from the last time.

She couldn't just stand here and let it grope her like this, but she couldn't pull away without disturbing the tentacles draping themselves over her, especially now that several had begun to prod at her face. She wanted to pull away from their unwelcome touch, to tear them away from her body, but she forced herself to remain still. She was still in its den, naked and weaponless, she needed every advantage she could get... distasteful as the methods might have to be. She hated just letting it do as it pleased with her, and the slime was making it harder and harder to focus. It was dangerous to let it keep covering her in it, but was it more dangerous than waking it fully before she managed to arm herself?

Maybe she could calm it down though. She needed to be careful, needed to make sure she didn't let herself give in to her baser instincts once again, but she also knew what it wanted from her. She hated that she was even considering it, but after what it had already put her through, knowing what it would do to her again and again if she didn't stop it... She could bear with the shame. She could only hope this wouldn't backfire on her.

Reaching out hesitantly, she grasped two of the phallic-tipped tentacles that were hovering around her, stroking them like she might with the actual thing they resembled. She was hesitant at first, but if they gave a favourable reaction she would begin to speed up her motions. If another made a move for her mouth she would grudgingly open it to let the tentacle in despite how repulsive the thought of doing so was. She would do her best to satisfy it for now in hopes of calming it down for a little longer, but she remained mindful of where its other tentacles were groping. She wasn't going to let it push her too far this time, not with how she knew her body would react. She could only hope that this would do what she hoped, and not the opposite.


GM

With the nymph willingly embracing the creature, the nearest appendages came a little closer, several more joining those caressing her body. One even coiled around her tail, stroking it slowly, but many of them slithered sensually back and forth over her lower body, groping her rear cheeks as enthusiastically as any lover she had ever known, and doing so much faster to boot. Only occasionally would they brush teasingly across her increasingly slick folds, however, adding to the heat growing in her core but not igniting it to uncontrollable levels, especially once she readjusted her posture.

The tendrils grasped in her hands squirmed in her grip, pressing for faster and more aggressive stimulation, but her fears were well founded. No less than two of them approached her mouth, and one quickly pushed past her grudgingly willing lips. The taste was undeniably pleasant, the familiar fleshiness drowned out by the warm sweetness of the slime coating it, and it pushed in until it hit the back of her throat and then stopped, initially waiting. If Euria actively worked to please the wretched beast, many of the tendrils would remain largely passive around her, the tips of the two she was stroking nuzzling against her breasts but the one in her mouth simply melting under her attentions, though the other would patiently wait its turn.

If she didn't and instead remained passive, however...


Player

Euria squirmed uncomfortably as the tentacles continued to stroke her body, sorely wishing she could pull them away but not daring to risk aggravating them. They seemed to be reacting favourably to her ministrations though, so she was fairly confident that pleasing them wouldn't be all to different from pleasing an ordinary man. She had to force down the shame and humiliation about doing this willingly, seemingly eagerly pleasing this monstrosity that had not so long ago been raping her. This was just to give herself a chance to finally kill the beast, that was all. She repeated that over and over again in her head as she went through the motions, doing her best to pleasure the tentacles despite not being able to put any real passion behind her efforts.

She grimaced as one pressed against her lips, grudgingly parting them to let it slide in. She was sorely tempted to simply let it do what it wished rather than debase herself even further, but memories of how brutally it had forced its way into her throat prior made her swallow her trepidation and begin to bob along the length of the slimy appendage, trying not to dwell too long on the oddly sweet taste of its slime as her tongue stroked the soft surface. She couldn't hold back a soft moan, even muffled as it was, as one of the other tentacles found its way beneath her, brushing between her legs and sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Her tail began to sway slowly behind her, limited as it was by the tentacle coiling around it.

She pulled her legs a little closer together, trying to ward off any further attempts, or at least keep them from penetrating her. She knew she wouldn't be able to keep herself focused on her goal if they did... and she didn't know how long it had been, either. How long until the effects of her potion wore off? What if they already had? She couldn't afford to risk it for either reason, so she needed to ensure they were satisfied with what she was offering instead. She stroked and squeezed at the pair in her hands, her motions growing faster in response to their apparent desire for more aggressive stimulation, but it was difficult to split her attention between both of them and the one in her mouth. She could only hope it was enough.

The nymph's lips closed tightly around the tentacle in her mouth, forming a seal around it as she bobbed up and down along its length, alternating between teasing the tip with her tongue and taking it until it poked at the back of her throat. Even as she did so she eyed the other waiting tentacles, hoping that there wouldn't be too many. She'd never get what she was after if she had to please all of them, there were too many. And she could only hope they wouldn't have as much to give anymore, after how impossibly much they have forced inside of her previously. She wasn't looking forward to being soaked in the creatures cum again, but if that was what it took...
(I feel like my lack of applicable experience shows in writing scenes like this <_<)


GM

Bobbing back and forth while stroking steadily, Euria's efforts made the tendrils shiver and shudder, the beast itself stirring and giving a low groan from who knew where. The ones molesting her continued their ministrations, but they ceased to intensify them, and no longer went for her sex. Only one of them seemed impatient with her at that point, waiting a moment for its own turn before pushing forward and nuzzling itself between her breasts.

A few more soon descended on her chest, pushing her swollen bosom together to create a channel for the phallic thing to slide through, and a moment later one slipped behind her and began to do the same to the crack of her ass, its tip glancing over the base of her slowly wagging tail. For several minutes Euria was forced to debase herself like this, on the very precipice of going into outright heat. Had they offered any more significant stimulation than occasional light attention to the peaks of her breasts and the groping of her ass, she very well might have, being both covered in the slime and forced to swallow a great deal of it making her body shudder with arousal.

Fortunately, she was spared having to fully surrender herself, either to the tentacles' prodding or to her own nymphomaniac greed, and only had to continue what she had already opted to do. Her debauched tactic had spared her further molestation, her oral talents and the steady jerks of her hands, plus the steady thrusts of the other two between her soft places, sufficient to please it. A few minutes later she saw small bulges shifting down the tentacles, and this time had a moment to decide how she wanted to receive the one in her mouth before it arrived.

However she did, however, Euria would be receiving a veritable flood on her once more, though one much smaller than the one that had been planted inside of her when it had first captured her. Rope after rope splattered across her body, the one behind her painting her tail and the round cheeks of her ass, the two she'd been jerking off coating her face and chest, the one between her breasts painting her chin and collar...


Player

Euria squirmed and fidgeted as the tentacles continued to smear her body with their slime, fighting to keep in control of her urges. It would be hard enough with only the physical stimulation, her body all too receptive to such physical pleasure. With the effects of the creature's slime, especially with so much of her body coated in it, it was made even harder to resist. She pressed on though, forcing her body to remain calm even as other tentacles began to squeeze at her sensitive breasts, the one she hadn't been able to take care of yet sliding between them. Yet another slid between the crack of her ass, fortunately seemingly satisfied with that, but it was yet another temptation, so close to what would really satisfy this craving...

That wasn't what this was about, she had to remind herself as she momentarily lost herself in the sensations. She wasn't doing this for her own pleasure, tempting as it might be, she was only trying to satisfy this beast so that she could move about safely. She could only hope this would be enough, or her efforts would have been in vain. If it wanted to go another round afterwards she'd have to give up on this plan, she didn't think she'd be able to hold out much longer under such stimulation.

Fortunately it seemed to be getting close, and before long the nymph spotted the telltale bulges running along the lengths of the tentacles. She tensed as they approached, trying to fight the urge to just pull away as she was bombarded with memories of the last time she'd seen this, even only half-conscious as she'd been. She remained though, stroking the tentacles in her hands to completion and continuing her ministrations on the one in her mouth, if more slowly now. She left the others to their own devices, but they seemed more than willing to use her body to finish on their own.

She shut her eyes as the first of the bulges approached the tentacles' tips, knowing what was coming next and only hoping it wouldn't be as bad as the previous time. She managed to swallow one mouthful, and then another, but this time without it forcing its seed down her throat she was left coughing and gasping after the third, the tentacle in her mouth being forced out unless it made a significant effort to remain in place, joining the others in painting her body with its release, adding to what had already begun to cover her face and even getting a few spurts on her hair and ears.

Euria was left panting as they finally finished, trying to catch her breath and wiping at her eyes until she could comfortably open them again. She felt utterly humiliated, ashamed at herself for having allowed this to happen and disgusted with the feeling of the slime and cum coating her body once again. It had worked though, or so she hoped. As long as it gave her the chance she needed to get her revenge, she could bear the shame. The nymph looked around carefully, having released the pair of tentacles in her hands, hoping that this would be enough for the creature to settle down. If it had, the sword wasn't far now...