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escape attempt! 5-2=3 vs 9! Still stuck!
Further grapplage 7 vs 12 No more grapplage. But boob nom continues! +1 AP
Escape attempt! 11-2=9 vs nat 20 o_O Further grappleded! 3/5
Even more Gripgrabgreps! nat 1 vs 14-3=11 NOTHING HAS CHANGED! Boob nibbles commencating since nothing really changed yet! +1 AP
ROUND 3 is the fucking charm maybe!
ESCAPE ATTEMPT!? 4-2=2 vs 15 nope. Fuck
Grapple attempt!? SOMETHING CMON! 2 vs 10 nothing! FUUUUUUU +1 AP 5/10
Round 4 makes it hurt more!
Attempt at freedom 6 vs 14 motherfucker
GRABS?! 1 vs 13! SOMETHING FUCKING HAPPENED FINALLY grappled 1/5
Round 5 Escape attempt?! 18 vs nat 1
End result Christine is free but aroused. 6/10

After a long and fairly pointless struggle that only resulted in the constant molestation of her chest, Christine managed to pull herself back from the door and pull her clothing back into place, though her folds were slick and she had a slight breathless look on her face, her nipples aching for a little more attention while her tails lashed around in a fairly annoyed manner.

At least she was free after entirely too long.
 
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The only result of trying to throw herself forward was bouncing back, so Christine is left squirming as her chest continues to be molested, only for another tentacle to try grabbing her still-free leg. She manages to kick it away, but it still takes her several long and sweaty minutes to wriggle herself free, all the while that stupid tendril continues licking and sucking her nipple. In the end she all but collapses forward and finally breaks free of the tentacles holding her arms. Stubbornly she drags herself forward a bit before using her heeled shoe to kick the last tormenting tentacle into letting her go.

Half of mind to turn back, she stubbornly ignores her arousal for now and pushes herself back to her feet before adjusting her clothing back to normal and marches forward, wishing she wasn't wearing heels so she could properly stomp away.
 
Re: Christine ( \oO.Oo/ )

JUST ROLLING 5 fucking rounds this time to save us all some time!
Grab attempt 2
Christine 5 Dodge
Progress attempt 2
Tendrils 19 no progress made
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Grab Attempt 14
Christine 18 Dodge
Prog 5
Tendrils 18 No
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Grab Attempt 16
Christine 5 Grappled again
Escape Attempt 7
Tendrils 17 Grappled 1/5
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Escape Attempt 9 vs 18. Fail'd, Molested 7/10
Tis teh boob again.
Tendrils 19 vs 10 Grappled 2/5
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Escape Attempt 12 vs 19 Fail'd Molested 8/10
Tendrils 2 vs 1 Grappled 3/5
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Escape Attempt 10 vs 14 Molested 9/10
Tendrils 10 v nat 1 Bound 4, lower clothing Shifted

Her next attempt to get forward was met with a more concerted effort and while Christine managed to get near the edge of this particular corridor, but several darting strikes left her spinning, one limb captured after another while her other breast received the attention of those admittedly pleasurable tendrils and the light sucking and groping her breast received on top of the more obvious and insistent tugging and stroking her nipple was subjected to.

By the end of it, each limb had been swallowed and she was being held upside down, hands pulled behind her and legs held slightly apart as a tendril pushed and worked until it had shifted her clothing far enough to bare her slick petals, peeling open to reveal the writhing entire waiting to likely push forward and cup her folds. Christine was perilously close to cumming already and knew full well that kind of powerful stimulation would throw her into a screaming orgasm while Tam was carried around a corner.
 
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The tendrils make a more concerted effort to stop her this time, and when her chest is revealed the second time and one of the tendrils grabs her left breast, she starts panting, realizing that this was a lost cause. Continuing to struggle for the sake of appearances, she finds her limbs grabbed one by one as her hands are tightly folded behind her back. To make matters worse, she's spun upside down and her legs are spread before her panties are pulled to the side, making her shiver with anticipation.
 
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Held and struggling in place without much result to show, the tendril slowly wraps itself over her folds, the small tendrils sliding into her slick depths and throwing her over the edge into a back arching climax while her other breast is uncovered and seized, the pleasure making that wonderful peak last almost a full minute of her thrashing and arching in the air.

True to Salazar's understanding of the importance of her current outfit however, it was not damaged in any way, the tendrils taking their time in exposing what they wanted to reach carefully and with respect to the fabric as the thin tendrils continued to tug, toy, play, and in the case of her folds, thrust as they squirmed to her cervix, writhing along her inner walls intentionally while her clit was wrapped around and tugged in time with her nipples.

It didn't take overly long to force her through a second climax either as she felt the tendril between her fishnet covered thighs firmly grip her flesh, holding itself in place while her legs were pulled together, holding the writhing assortment of hidden tendrils directly against her quivering folds and another tendril opened up in front of her face, before lunging forward and engulfing her head. The last binding required to render the magically inclined Kitsune completely helpless while she felt something tight and slick begin to slowly slide around her heels and ankles, and work down her body inch by inch, squeezing her tightly as it very slowly made it's way down her body. She was trapped.
 
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Christine screams in pleasure as the tendrils slide into her flower, squirming and writing inside as they push forward to reach her cervix, leaving her tails to flail wildly as she arches her back, pushing her breasts forward eagerly to meet with the molesting feelers. She's quite out of breath by the time she gets to the second orgasm, each tug on her nipples drawing a small mewl from the kitsune while the juices from her wet folds start dripping down to her stomach.

Then her legs are bound together, causing her to gasp as the tendrils inside her flower suddenly press harder against the sides. Swallowing hard, she watches as another of the tendrils suddenly opens like a flower before engulfing her head, and from the feeling of it another does the same to her feet. The two tantalizingly slowly move to meet in the middle, all the while she's still molested, until everything except her tails is covered.
 
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Once Christine is completely engulfed, there was a brief but very pleasurable, grinding against her body as they fought for who got to "Eat" her, the Kitsune sliding and grinding along the tight, slick, pulsing interior of the tendrils that had engulfed her, before the one around her shoulders won out, and she was slowly pulled downwards, if anything her prison only growing tighter while they continued to steadily fuck her out of sight.

Her tails were eventually engulfed as well until only her heel'd feet remained above the fleshlike floor, before she slid entirely out of sight, and the tunnel itself, unbeknownst to her, completely relaxed now that the foreign body was out of it's area. In the meantime, another tendril had insistently pushed into her pucker, slowly fucking her rear in time with the one in her folds while her breasts remained constantly and wonderfully stimulated as she was pulled... Somewhere. She had no idea what Exactly was going on outside she was stuck and screaming in orgasmic bliss, but she could feel something coating her body and starting to slowly harden, making squirming around even harder then before.
 
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Trying to breathe deeply, Christine does her best to continue the now hopeless fight against her bonds as the first and apparently stronger flower-slash-engulfer-thingy pushes past her waist and covers her all the way to heels, sadly including the tails. Flinching as she feels a warm length against her pucker, she can do nothing as it slowly but surely invades her rear, starting to give her a fucking that's only intensified by the squirming tendrils in her flower and the wrap holding her legs together. Her breasts continue receiving their strange treatment and the squeezing and pulling sends shivers down her spine until two vibrating tendrils carefully wrap around her nipples and pull at the same time, sending her into yet another orgasm. Wondering where she was being taken would be quite fruitless and she was incapable of focusing at the moment - for some strange reason - so she doesn't even bother trying, only taking a dim notice of being ferried into likely yet another strange place.
 
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Around 15 minutes of intense and focused pleasure later, that pleasure itself being what was throwing off her concentration, she felt herself slowly deposited on a pulsing floor, the intense pressure leaving her body except in the instance of several fleshy bands that had been firmly grown around her ankles, thighs, wrists, elbows, and mouth, keeping her bound, arms folded, legs together, while she got to see Tam!

Tam was currently residing in what appeared to be a reclining chair of some kind made entirely of the red slime that had taken her, still being steadily violated as it held her, only her head free of the main body of the slime, and her mouth still firmly occupied, her lips wrapped around a moving column as she moaned quietly and squirmed.

Other slimes, and small white 4 legged creatures wandered the round room where nothing obvious was going on, only that they were all steadily tending to a large crystal dome in the center of the room.

The small white creatures had no head of any kind that Christine could see, primarily just a squat fuzzy white body with 4 limbs that scuttled around like crabs carefully, tending to the room by molding the flesh, and by moving small bubbles of fluid stolen from Tam through obvious means to the crystal, which flashed whenever it was fed to it. Christine for the moment remained unmolested.
 
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After some time, Christine feels the tendrils withdraw followed by the fleshy covering leaving as well, leaving only hardened and very secure bonds in place as she is unceremoniously dumped onto the fleshy floor. Lifting her head, the kitsune attempts to survey her surroundings, immediately focusing on the strange crystal dome, wondering what it's for. Trying to get into a more comfortable position, she rocks to her side and attempts to get into a sitting position.
 
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Managing to sit up without much difficulty, the dome itself is humming with power certainly, but at intervals it would suddenly deplete, and steadily build again. Generally depending on what it was fed, and how much. If Nakar had told her the magic in Breath was that of life, then it was likely the magic in Tam's nectar was that of Birth or Creation. At least it wasn't too far a stretch to imagine, and as another number of doses over the next half hour were added, the dome would pulse, flash, and then dim again.

Christine meanwhile through her observation, was likewise being observed by the small fluffy white things. Which was odd as they had no sensory organs to speak of in a traditional sense that Christine could make out. Only a single shining gem on their front, made it seemed, of the same material the dome was shaped out of.

They were poking her curiously and ushering small red jellies together slowly into what she could only guess was another slimy chair for her to sit in.
 
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Grumbling quietly to herself, Christine doesn't really see a way out, so she contends herself with observing the crystal dome, trying to figure out what it is and how it works.
 
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The dome continues to pulse, varying in power to Christine's senses reliably and regularly based on it's feeding, and since they were the only two people in here, it must have been awhile because the little critters and the slimes were a flurry of happy activity and Christine could already see her new home taking shape before her eyes.

Slowly however, the wall opposite her peeled open, and a red robed figure nearly 9 feet tall stepped out gingerly, leaning on a staff made of muscle and bone, face hooded and back bent, as it turned to regard Tam, and then Christine.

Gesturing, Christine's gag opened and she was given back the power of speech. Well Hi There! I never get visitors! but when I do I keep them Forever! They really enjoy their time here. a quirky, squeaky voice said from under the hood, while they gestured enthusiastically at Tam with the staff.
 
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Trying to peer under the hood, Christine considers her options. "Hi. What's your name?" Lillith would probably be pissed if she tried to kill... whatever this thing was.
 
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I'm Trix~! the squeaky person said, pulling back the hood to reveal a head of brilliant bubblegum pink hair with matching eyes. The back of her robe was twitching back and forth furiously, while a pair of pointed matching pink ears perked up out of that riotously loud hair
 
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Slightly taken aback by the unconventional appearance, Christine decides to file that under "fey are strange" and forces a smile on her lips. "I'm Christine. So what do you do here, other than molest passers-by?"
 
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I keep the Gargantuan Alive Silly! Although... bet it still looks like a castle to everyone else. It's not. Well... it is... it's not... It's a giant thing that stomps around and used to be a border guardian before Lady Lillith turned it into a house... big house... Gargantuhouse. she said, reaching behind her to free her tail from her robe so it could wag back and forth at a furiously happy pace.

I also molest passers by yes, AND O! I make the flesh golems! I mean... I could drain your blood and make more faster but then you'd die and it's really painful. This is nicer. O! Your container is almost ready to! she said, gesturing at Tam's current predicament before flailing at Christine's pseudo-fuck-chair.
 
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"That... actually explains quite a bit about the castle. No wonder there's so much blood and bones and stuff." Christine replies, her tails wriggling. "I wonder why Lillith never mentioned you."
 
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Because I'm shy. Trix said cheerfully, ears twitching before she sat down and was mobbed by the fluffy white things which she cuddled cheerfully.

I mean, blood magics aren't really welcome anywhere, even in the Fey. Which is just... so unfair. she muttered, snuggling her little fluffy things while Christine's doomchair was currently taking it's finished state, complete with something Christine hadn't seen in Tam's from afar. Being crystalline manacles rooted to the ground within, the same crimson as the slime, only a bending of light giving them away.

Meanwhile a small slime bubbled at her and she saw it, before turning to Christine and smiling. Yay! A new magic factory person! Kitsune to! You'll last for a really long time! Happiest life you could ask for! Unending pleasure! Trix said, throwing her arms up excitedly.
 
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"As much as I'd love to stay, I'm afraid Lillith has tasked me with delivering a message." Christine says with regret that is only partly faked.
 
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