Re: Legend of Lynn
Lynn quickly shakes her head and fights the shivering sensation running down her spine. Lynn pulls back her sword and then lunges it forward in a stabbing motion towards the Ghini. The Ghini swiftly floats back to dodge and quickly wraps it's tail around Lynn's sword and tosses it overhead behind it into the darkness on the other side of the room. Lynn stared blankly at the Ghini, trying to process what exactly just happened. The Ghini took this opportunity to slip it's ghostly tail behind Lynn and used it to swipe at Lynn's ankles, causing her to trip and land flat on her on her back. Lynn reaches back to rub her sore heiney after making a hard landing on it.
"Owie!"
The Ghini then coils its lower body around Lynn and constricts tightly around her.
"HNNG! GET OFF'A ME YOU BIG MEANIE!"
Lynn started to thrash her lower legs, which were free from the Ghini's coiling tail. This unfortunately resulted in Lynn kicking off her leather boots across the room into one of the dark corners of the room, leaving her feet clothed with naught but her silky smooth, white stockings. Lynn grumbles to herself.
"Damnit! Let! Me! Go!"
The Ghini seems to comply by loosening its hold on Lynn, but immediately follows it up by slipping it's long, slimy tongue between Lynn and its coiling body. Lynn cringes as the large, saliva-soaked tongue under her tunic, and slides it upward, lifting Lynn's tunic and breast plate off of her, her vambraces snagging on her tunic as it was stripped off, the vambraces being pulled off in turn.
"GYAH! H...H-HEY!"
The Ghini then flips the coiled Lynn over upside down and slips its tongue between Lynn's lower half and the Ghini's ghostly tail. It angles its slimy tongue just right to get enough leverage and pried off Lynn's bicycle shorts covered by her chainmail panties and her stockings all in one fluid motion. To her dismay, she hears her chainmail panties bounce and then make a long fading off scraping sound, which would imply that they fell into the medium-sized pitfall in the room. Lynn flushes deeply both from the blood rushing to her head whilst upside down and having just been stripped completely naked and left at the mercy of the naughty Ghini.
The Ghini flips Lynn right-side-up and turns her so it was face-to-face with her. Lynn's entire bare naked body was shivering and shuddering from being constricted by the Ghini's frigid, ghostly tail. The shivering sensation in her spine returned from the Ghini's frigid embrace.
"Pl...pl-pl-please... d...d-don't eat m-me... m...m-mister Gh-Ghini..."
The Ghini stares blankly at Lynn, before lashing its tongue at Lynn's face and slowly dragging it's wide, slimy tongue up Lynn's face, leaving her hair and face dripping in saliva. This only caused Lynn to shiver and shudder in disgust and revolt. The Ghini starts to float about, carrying Lynn around, repeatedly lapping at her head over and over again, loosening out her hair tie, letting it fall onto the floor as it floated about aimlessly in the darkness. Eventually, it got to the point where Lynn was shivering and shuddering so much, that her body went numb from the ectoplasmic chill emanating from Ghini, her short hair was sticking out everywhere and covered in saliva as was the rest of her body from the shoulders up. The Ghini then lies the numb-bodied Lynn sprawled out naked on her back under the black veil of darkness.
Lynn wanted to move and even tried to move, but her body was too numb from the Ghini's ghostly chill that she couldn't even move. Before Lynn knew it, she felt the tip of the Ghini's large tongue press against her genetilia, causing her to release a high-pitched girly squeal of pleasure. The Ghini then slowly drags its tongue up Lynn's naked body, stopping at her face. It kep ravaging and licking all over the helpless, immobile Lynn, who became more and more numb with every lick. It made sure to spend more time licking the areas that got a significant reaction from Lynn; in other words her pussy, anus, inner thighs, feet, armpits, and her perky breasts. A few hours later, Lynn was almost numb to the point of getting hypothermia before carrying Lynn to the center of the room and setting her down next to one of he large torches. Lynn was left there covered head to-toe-on both sides in the Ghini's sticky saliva. Her body was completely numb and petrified from being thoroughly licked and ravaged by the Ghini's large, long tongue. Her mouth was to numb to even speak, much less call for help, not that it would matter anyway, the doors are still shut tight, leaving her trapped there helplessly as the Ghini's new playtoy. After about half an hour later, Lynn started to get some of the feeling back into her fingers and toes. The Ghini was currently floating about aimlessly somewhere in one of the shadow-veiled corners of the room. Lynn was getting more and more feeling back into her body with every passing minute.
What should she try and do?:
A. Try and find her sword.
B. Try and find some of her clothes.
C. Lay there and thaw out some more.
D. Other.