It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

A rock's throw away from the clearing, Sarah finally finds a suitable stone and, after a good fifteen minutes of sweaty work, she finally feels the vine snap, allowing her to free her arms and remove the gag. As she heads back towards the clearing, she can see a green light hovering near Priscilla, showing that the dryad had returned. "Now, where did your friend go? I think I shall have to punish you for that, as well." Despite the words, the dryad seems much more concerned with Priscilla than she is with Sarah.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah pants as she frees her hands, and removes the gag, flexing and shaking her arms back to life, as she notices the green light and sneaks closer, mindful of where she felt the barrier and preparing to ambush the Dryad with her fire spells the moment her guard was down.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Stepping closer to Priscilla, the dryad runs her finger on the hellhound's flower and then licks it. "Hmm. A few more hours would make this easier for you. Oh well, you're willing to suffer a little for the sake of productivity, right? Might as well start now since I'm already awake." Priscilla twitches her leg, but the bindings are too strong even for the hellhound. A thick tentacle extends from the tree, pressing against Priscilla's folds and making its way in. The dryad still seems highly alert, but who knows what fate would befall on the hellhound if Sarah waited for much longer...

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah growls, and charges towards the Dryad, letting fly with her fireballs before the tentacle can even touch Priscilla, her eyes full of hatred and rage. "Get away from my friend you bitch!" she shouts angrily, an almost feral snarl in her voice as she tries to move between the Dryad and her friend.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Spoiler

Sarah: 14 vs 22 |*13 vs 4
Dryad: 10 vs 14
Sarah: 20 vs 11 |*8 vs 16
Dryad: 9 vs 7
Sarah: 4/5 MP 3/5
Dryad: 7/9

The dryad turns around, and Sarah can see that though most of the burns have already been healed, the marks left by hellfire are still fresh as the moment Priscilla first breathed fire on her face. She dodges the first fireball but the second one hits her, causing her to hiss in anger as she sends a bolt of frost at Sarah, missing by inches. Meanwhile the tentacle pushes its way inside Priscilla, causing a muffled scream. Another fireball hits the dryad who responds with bolt of frost that hits Sarah on the stomach, momentarily forming a layer of frost on her bare skin. The tentacle starts roughly pounding Priscilla, pushing a little deeper with each thrust.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah growls and forms more fireballs, flinging one at the tentacle trying to fuck Priscilla, and the other at the Dryad to try and keep her at bay. "Leave her alone you garden-ho! She's mine!"

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Spoiler

Sarah: automatic hit |*14 vs 13
Dryad: 10 vs 5
Sarah: automatic hit |*20 vs 3 crit
Dryad: 17 vs 16
Sarah: 2/5 MP 1/5
Dryad: 4/9 Tree: 1/3

The dryad growls as another fireball hits her while the second one hits the tentacle near the base of the tree. As the dryad hurls another bolt of frost at Sarah, this time breaking on her leg, the tentacle stops thrusting and instead slowly slides deeper, evoking another muffled scream from Priscilla. Another bolt of fire causes the tentacle to start smouldering while the dryad gets hit in the face, causing her to scream in rage and agony while hurling another bolt at Sarah, causing her to stagger as it hits. Several bulges appear at the base of the tentacle, swiftly traversing upwards towards the hellhound.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah pants, as she readies one last fireball to fling at the Dryad, using the distraction of the hit to dive at the tentacle inside of Priscilla and try to yank it free, squeezing it tightly to prevent the bulges from going up it, cursing her inexperience with offensive magic as she tries to at least keep the tentacle from raping her friend further.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Spoiler

rolls happened

The fireball hits the dryad, but as Sarah tries to yank the tentacle, a pair of icy blasts hit her, causing her to grow numb as she falls on the ground. A pair of tentacles appear and pulls her up to the tree her leash was attached to, this time securing her arms and legs around the tree and giving her an excellent view of Priscilla's torment.

The seeds pack up near Priscilla's netherparts before sliding inside one by one, each forcing the hellhound to cum as she weakly struggles in her bindings. After stretching her womb as far as it would go and making Priscilla look quite pregnant, the vine pulls away, retreating back into the trunk of the tree, causing her to let out a whining sound. Seemingly satisfied, the dryad goes to pat on her belly and whispers something into Priscilla's ear. Another tentacle, this one much thicker than the other and glistening with suspicious liquid appears and presses against the hellhound's asshole, causing her to whimper as it slowly forces its way deep inside. After a few moments of letting her get used to the feeling, the tentacle starts pounding Priscilla's ass with enough force to make her entire body shake.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah groans as she's frozen, and promptly rebound once more, struggling weakly against her new bonds. "N-No. G-Get away from her...Leave her alone!" sarah whines out as she struggles, clearly exhausted and weak from the fight. "L-Let her go...Use me instead...Just stop torturing her!" she whimpers out, not wanting to see the Hellhound suffer any more, knowing it was partly her fault they left the safety of Priscilla's home to come out here.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

"Torturing her?" the dryad says, smiling as she stalks towards Sarah."By now her body is so full of aphrodisiacs that she's loving every moment of it. Doesn't that sound fun?"

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

"N-No! You're ruining her brain with that much! Forcing too much pleasure on people can permanently affect them!" Sarah shouts as she struggles in her bindings, not wanting any of this madness for herself.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

"Really? Too bad for you, then." the dryad says and snaps her fingers. A green tendril splits from the trunk of the tree holding Sarah and pushes its way into her mouth, immediately starting to excrete some kind of sweet liquid.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

"I'll get you for MMMMPH!" Sarah shouts out, her sentence muffled by the vine as she's given a taste of what her friend was having, struggling to try and escape, not wanting to become this dryad's plaything at all, her fluffy tail thrashing about in what little space it had, her head being thrown back and forth to try and dislodge the tendril.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Despite her trashing, the tentacle stays firmly lodged in her throat, only pushing deeper in response. As the sun starts rising, the kitsune mercifully passes out.

A burst of gunfire going off nearby wakes Sarah up. By the looks of it, midday is fast approaching, and the tendril is still leaking sweet nectar into her throat. The rest of her body is aching for touch, for the sweet release of a lover, or just for someone to take her here and now, gently, roughly, it wouldn't matter... Priscilla, at least, is currently unmolested, not that it's doing her much good as her body is pushing out the seeds one by one, each causing her to moan with pleasure.

The dryad arrives at the clearing, looking worried. Suddenly she launches a bolt of frost at something outside Sarah's field of vision, only for several bursts of deafening gunfire to respond. She dodges and weaves, hurling more ice at the attackers, but eventually she falls, and a squad of orcs arrives at the clearing. "No sign of other hostiles, sarge. What do we do with the prisoners?" one of them asks, swapping magazines of his assault rifle while his squadmates spread out.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah moans herself awake, pulling at her bindings as she hears the gunfire, but mostly trying to get at her own body, and failing miserably considering how bound up she is. At seeing the Dryad fall, she lets out a muffled sob of relief, struggling with her bindings as the Orcs move to secure the clearing, trying to get their attention.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

"Cut them down and take them with us. Maybe they can shed some light on this CF." the sergeant says, and two of the orcs move to obey, quickly taking Sarah and Priscilla down with large knives. Priscilla almost immediately passes out, having released the last of the seeds.

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah coughs as the vine finally leaves her mouth, collapsing onto the floor and shaking, her hands pressed over her groin and covering her breasts, a deep blush on her face. "T-Thank you...I don't understand what the hell she was doing with us...Is...Is my friend alright?" she asks, looking over at the hellhound, trying to hide how badly she was shivering from desire.

 

[Hentaispider]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

"Still breathing," the orc who cut the hellhound loose reports, before heaving her unconscious body over his shoulder. "Can you walk?" the sergeant asks Sarah. "I don't intend for us to linger here any longer than necessary."

 

[Caulder]

Re: It's raining tentacles! (Sarah/Caulder)

Sarah whimpers and stands, a little hunched over as she covers her lower modesty with her tail and hides her breasts with her arms. "Y-Yes. I can walk...Lead the way." she says, her head low, mostly from embarrassment than anything.