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Re: A Quest for Warmth (Aurani) GMed by Termite
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With a quick flick of the tongue Auralice soon tastes the various smells lingering in the air. First and foremost was the heady mix of arousal wafting from both of the humans. Behind that the natural scent of the forest lay in wait, damp earth and rotting leaves and animal musk and plant pollen all mixing into a slush that the naga may have never tasted before but still felt instinctively familiar. Hidden within that was something else, something that felt like rich vegetation made flesh. That had to be the alraune, but where it was coming from was hard to pin point. It almost felt like it was coming from all around her. And there was another scent that drifted through the air, one that she couldn't quite make out...
A wild scream interrupted Auralice. The couple was getting far more lively, now, and without any further bit of foreplay the man threw his clothes away and impaled himself within his lover. She let out a cry of carnal ecstasy, her own hips slamming down to meet his while her hands fumbled before finding her dress and managing to finally pull it free to join the pile of clothes that was quickly littering the area. Once that annoying stretch of cloth was out of the way she started bouncing her hips up and down, and from the sound of things she was far more aroused than previously thought. Every thrust was accompanied by the schlick of feminine juices spraying from her lower half, and that was punctuated by the loud slapping of wet flesh against wet flesh as the pair started rutting without a care in the world.
And it was enough to completely distract Auralice. Such a display demanded her attention, and the more she watched the more she felt her own heat rising and rising. Even from her hiding spot her tunic started to feel constricting even if it slid over her flesh in a delightfully delicious way, and her coils started throbbing and pulsing as if they desperately wanted to catch something and squeeze it within their grip. It was almost enough to make her want to slither out and join the two lovers.
Almost. But Auralice managed to reign in her desires long enough to realize the tingling sensation flowing across her tongue was not quite natural. As she focused on it she gradually became aware of a small cloud drifting through the area, it fell over everything and was quite easily inhaled, and a little closer attention showed that came from one specific point hanging from a tree. A small flower was releasing its pollen and letting it blanket everything below it, and though not much else could be seen within the canopy the naga immediately recognized it as the flower that was resting atop the alraune's head. The plant woman had hidden herself by hiding where within the leaves and branches that rose above them all, and being the sneaky little creature she was she simply let her arousal-inducing pollen rain from the heavens and bring her prey into that euphoric nirvana were nothing mattered more than getting yourself laid.
Thankfully Auralice's supernatural nature let her hold back her own growing heat, and a few seconds later the alraune finally made her presence known by slowly crawling from branch to branch. Her attention was focused solely on the pair screwing the brains out of each other, and after a bit the flowergirl started fidgeting before coming to a rest and touching herself openly. Her fingers started rolling across her flesh as well as the myriad vines that formed the girl's hair, and by the way she was so focused on the humans it almost looked like she was a slave to her own pollen. It nearly made for the perfect opportunity to strike had she not stopped so high off the ground. Auralice would have had the perfect chance to simply rush and ensnare her little target and enjoy it to the snake's content, but the plant was still out of reach, and any movement now would ruin the element of surprise that Auralice still held. But her body was also demanding attention, someway to release the building sexual frustration at not being allowed to fuck something, anything, and their were two gorgeous bodies just waiting to be plucked and stuffed into and onto her quite rigid and soaked genitalia. But those were only the demands of the body, and Auralice still held the presence of mind to ignore them. The only question now was whether she would wait or act.
Auralice - HP = 76 (60), PP = 45, EP = 55, Status = Transformation 4, Aroused
Perception (Auralice): Rolled 11
Stealth (Auralice): Rolled 17
Alraune stays within Stealth
Alraune uses Pollen Shot (everyone): Auto-hit
--- Resistance (Auralice): (23 + 1) 24 vs 32 (4 + 28) = RESIST Auralice is only Aroused
--- Both humans become Horny...Hornier...
Stealth (Auralice): Rolled 17
Alraune stays within Stealth
Alraune uses Pollen Shot (everyone): Auto-hit
--- Resistance (Auralice): (23 + 1) 24 vs 32 (4 + 28) = RESIST Auralice is only Aroused
--- Both humans become Horny...Hornier...
With a quick flick of the tongue Auralice soon tastes the various smells lingering in the air. First and foremost was the heady mix of arousal wafting from both of the humans. Behind that the natural scent of the forest lay in wait, damp earth and rotting leaves and animal musk and plant pollen all mixing into a slush that the naga may have never tasted before but still felt instinctively familiar. Hidden within that was something else, something that felt like rich vegetation made flesh. That had to be the alraune, but where it was coming from was hard to pin point. It almost felt like it was coming from all around her. And there was another scent that drifted through the air, one that she couldn't quite make out...
A wild scream interrupted Auralice. The couple was getting far more lively, now, and without any further bit of foreplay the man threw his clothes away and impaled himself within his lover. She let out a cry of carnal ecstasy, her own hips slamming down to meet his while her hands fumbled before finding her dress and managing to finally pull it free to join the pile of clothes that was quickly littering the area. Once that annoying stretch of cloth was out of the way she started bouncing her hips up and down, and from the sound of things she was far more aroused than previously thought. Every thrust was accompanied by the schlick of feminine juices spraying from her lower half, and that was punctuated by the loud slapping of wet flesh against wet flesh as the pair started rutting without a care in the world.
And it was enough to completely distract Auralice. Such a display demanded her attention, and the more she watched the more she felt her own heat rising and rising. Even from her hiding spot her tunic started to feel constricting even if it slid over her flesh in a delightfully delicious way, and her coils started throbbing and pulsing as if they desperately wanted to catch something and squeeze it within their grip. It was almost enough to make her want to slither out and join the two lovers.
Almost. But Auralice managed to reign in her desires long enough to realize the tingling sensation flowing across her tongue was not quite natural. As she focused on it she gradually became aware of a small cloud drifting through the area, it fell over everything and was quite easily inhaled, and a little closer attention showed that came from one specific point hanging from a tree. A small flower was releasing its pollen and letting it blanket everything below it, and though not much else could be seen within the canopy the naga immediately recognized it as the flower that was resting atop the alraune's head. The plant woman had hidden herself by hiding where within the leaves and branches that rose above them all, and being the sneaky little creature she was she simply let her arousal-inducing pollen rain from the heavens and bring her prey into that euphoric nirvana were nothing mattered more than getting yourself laid.
Thankfully Auralice's supernatural nature let her hold back her own growing heat, and a few seconds later the alraune finally made her presence known by slowly crawling from branch to branch. Her attention was focused solely on the pair screwing the brains out of each other, and after a bit the flowergirl started fidgeting before coming to a rest and touching herself openly. Her fingers started rolling across her flesh as well as the myriad vines that formed the girl's hair, and by the way she was so focused on the humans it almost looked like she was a slave to her own pollen. It nearly made for the perfect opportunity to strike had she not stopped so high off the ground. Auralice would have had the perfect chance to simply rush and ensnare her little target and enjoy it to the snake's content, but the plant was still out of reach, and any movement now would ruin the element of surprise that Auralice still held. But her body was also demanding attention, someway to release the building sexual frustration at not being allowed to fuck something, anything, and their were two gorgeous bodies just waiting to be plucked and stuffed into and onto her quite rigid and soaked genitalia. But those were only the demands of the body, and Auralice still held the presence of mind to ignore them. The only question now was whether she would wait or act.
