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Darkness has taken your mind and your body. You are awash in a sea of black with its arms reaching out around you, but you do not feel any fear in this transient state. Rather, you feel the shadows comfort and cradle you. Winter's chill runs through your body, and yet, the shadows continue to coil around you like a thick shawl to keep the cold at bay. When you feel you're about to slip fully into the loving embrace of the darkness, you hear your own voice whispering at the back of your mind, "Awaken."
You wake up with a jolt and a flurry of snow flies off of your body as you sit up. The cold wind bites even through the heavy poncho you're wearing over your clothes and even as an arctic fox you can feel the bite of Winter gnawing at your bones.
Around you, there are a few trees with blackened branches and a few stray leaves left on them, but for the most part you are surrounded by a blanket of snow that seems endless. Your head still feels foggy from whatever hit you, or from simply passing out in the cold. Your recollection is limited to the fact that you were simply dumb enough to climb the mountains near your town. Supposedly the mountains were cursed. People around the town had always talked of the demons that guarded the mountain jealously. There had only everbeen one or two people to return from the mountain, and they had been found at the base unable to remember or think about what they had seen or where they had been. You recall standing at the base thinking that this had been a stupid idea, that you should have turned back, but then...
<<linkappend "You can't remember anything after that." t8n>>
It would be nice to simply lie back and fall asleep again among the snow, to let the numbing of the cold encroach on your body and mind and simply let it all go, but such thoughts are better saved for never. Every blink is another risk of slipping back into that darkness again, and so you decide it is time to get up.
[[Better check yourself to make sure everything is in place and you're not hurt anywhere. |Check]]
<</linkappend>>You check your paws, flexing them and making sure each digit is functioning before you bring one back over your head to get more of the white powder out of your own fur. Black tipped ears and tail twitch and move along with your limbs so you feel like for the most part everything is in order and moving.
Now, onto what you have on you. Besides the clothing on your back, you have a smartphone that might as well be a flashlight in your pocket since there doesn't seem to be any reception on the mountain, just as you figured. You blink and then turn about to find that the satchel you had with you is gone. It had a few provisions and what few pieces of climbing equipment you had thought to bring. Perhaps, it fell at some point, but wherever it is now you can't do anything about it. Strangely enough, you can't remember actually taking out any climbing equipment to climb, or well, climbing at all.
Only one last thing to check. For a moment, you feel a bit embarrassed to do this, but you place a hand down your trousers just to check.
[[Yup, still have feeling in your penis and it is most definitely not frostbitten, in fact, it really doesn't feel good to be poking at it with cold digits right now so you withdraw your paw quickly. |StartingArea][$genital to "P"]]
[[Your vag seems to be reacting normally to being prodded with cold digits, and that is to say, it is incredibly uncomfortable but at least you know all of you is fine. |StartingArea][$genital to "V"]]
<<set $phone to true>>
With certainty that you yourself are fine and dandy, and that most of your stuff is still here, you decide it is time to truly examine where you are.
You take a look around and find that you're surrounded by snow and standing on a very slight incline. You think that you're somewhere on the mountain, but you can't really be sure. It certainly feels rocky beneath the snow. To the east, there is nothing but snow obscuring the air in a mass of gray and white, and to the west, it is much the same. Turning around you see that there is a massive wall of white as if the weather were somehow worse just a few steps heading to where you thought would be going home. Turning back around toward the front you can see that the snow is clearing up ahead, and strangely enough, you see light in the distance.
Where do you go?
[[To your right|East]]
[[To your left|West]]
[[Ahead]]
[[Back]]Variables:
$genital
P for penis
V for vagina
$phone
$flashlight
<<back "Test">>
$Early
$Wrong
[state.restart()]]You go toward the right, moving through the snow with ease at first. The air around you is calm, but the wind picks up and suddenly whips in your direction as if trying to force you back. You frown and continue on despite the small trouble. Soon, your eyes are squinting as you struggle to see through the cloud of grey and white snow falling before your eyes. At one point, you feel as if the snow would never stop pelting your body, but in the blink of an eye you're suddenly back in a calm portion where the snowfall is gentle again.
You look further on and see that there is another cloud of gray and white snow. Behind you mirrors what you saw ahead, and then you take a chance at looking around until you see those same lights shining on. Feeling sick and odd, you turn your eyes opposite of the lights where you can see the great wall of white waiting for you to try to go back home. You never moved an inch.
[[Perhaps, there is nowhere to go, but ahead. |Ahead]]You start your trek toward the left feeling the cool wind whipping against your body. The air around you grows thick with snow falling from the sky and your eyes squint in an attempt to adjust to the weather. When things finally clear again, you notice something strange. Further toward the left you notice that there is the same shade of stormy gray and white and when you turn around it is as if you are staring at a mirror. Toward the front and up the slight incline you notice that those strange lights haven't moved an inch, and as you turn a sinking realization hits you. You're at the same spot from before, with the mass of white behind you, the lights in front of you, and the masses of gray storming to your sides.
[[Nothing to do, but go ahead. |Ahead]]<<if visited ("Back") gt 0>> What you saw back in that white frost was enough to keep your body insulated from the cold as you walked toward the source of the light hoping it was some sort of warmth away from the frozen landscape. You can still feel the ocean of shadows crushing your body and the thought of your senses deadening one by one is still fresh in your mind. There was a small flame that had ignited inside of you. A desire to survive built around the fear you felt from that strange happening within the white frost. Whatever happened now, you wanted to survive, to escape and find your way home, or somewhere better than this at the very least.
Up the incline you went and toward the light. You trudged through snow that grew higher and higher until it was up to your knees, but nothing could compare to the strange ocean of darkness that had attempted to strangle you and so on you went without complaint. The lights captured your attention in strange ways and you could feel phantom tendrils coiling about your mind, but your determination to make it to the source of those lights trumps your caution.
When you arrived at the source of the light, you were surprised to see that the lights were coming from two oil lamps that were hanging on poles just outside of a stone archway.
The flickering orange lights invite you toward the archway and though you can see what is on the other side, you are compelled to walk toward the center. When your foot hits the first step you pause before taking a deep breath to brace yourself.
[[Once prepared, you step through the archway, and enter another world. |Anotherworld]]
<<else>> You can see the lights in the distance drawing closer even as you take your first few steps. It is almost as if you can feel them calling to you, their warmth suddenly closer then ever as the cold that had been gnawing at your body becomes a far-off memory. You had expected to grow numb in this frigid environment, but instead find yourself becoming warmer and warmer as time goes on. Something passes over your mind that keeps you calm, something that keeps you steady even as you pass through piles of snow that rise up to your knees. You trudge through the snow without a problem and the sound of the wind roaring in your ears is nothing more than a far-off memory.
The feeling of the fog in your mind is similar to that of those strange things coiling around you within the shadows, those things that nearly claimed your life, or so you believed. You feel fear sliding up your back and you firmly impress upon yourself that now is not the time to get lost in lights, nor is it time to let any strange presence take over your mental faculties.
Eventually, you break out of the sudden mental daze that had passed over your mind and as the fog clears from your thoughts you notice that you're standing before the lights themselves. Both of the lights are oil lanterns with orange flickering flames hanging off of poles that were standing in front of a stone archway. You look to the side and around but can't see anything through the archway and you don't see anything special about the archway itself either.
Despite knowing that there is nothing through the archway, you find your stomach twisting in knots and your heart beating just a bit faster. The strange buzzing inside of your body encouraging you to step forward, but your decision was already made even without the push, there was nowhere else to go.
[[Enter the archway, and another world.|Anotherworld]]
<</if>>You can probably make it home if you tried. Surely you can't have gotten too far up the mountain without your tools.
You begin walking down the incline and toward the imposing wall of white. There is a moment where you pause before the large wall and you can hear the wind thundering before you as it cuts the air. In that moment you wonder if it truly is safe to go through such a strange maelstrom, but what choice do you have?
With one foot raised, you step down and through the maelstrom of white and again darkness swallows you. It feels as if you're falling through an ocean dragging you deep through heavy water. Every sound and sense is taken away from you except for the feeling of a constant pressure building and building more and more until you feel those strange shadows trying to coil around your body again. This time you fear the shadows, you know they mean sleep, you know they mean eternal slumber, and so you awaken with a deep gasp.
You look around. You're standing. Your body slowly comes to life again as you see toward the east and west the clouds of gray and white. Ahead are those strange lights and behind you, is the maelstrom of lights.
With a shiver, you decide.
[[Perhaps those lights ahead would yield some sort of warmth. |Ahead]]<<if visited ("Anotherworld") gt 1>>
Back where you begun in this new world. There are still choices to make even if you aren't sure which way might be good or bad.
[[North toward a stone path. |Fancy]]
[[West past some bushes dotted with slime. |Bubbles]]
[[East where you see a mess of crystals surrounding a dirt path.|Followed]]
<<else>>A blinding light forces you to shut your eyes and put an arm over your face to stop the sudden light from hurting. You've already stepped past the threshold of the archway and you stand your ground not wanting to back away. It doesn't feel like anything is happening, and yet, the blare of the light against the lids of your eyes persists for just a few moments before it passes away. Taking your arm away from your face you crack open both eyes slowly to see where you are.
You stand in a forest full of blueish-green grass with trees that have strange gnarled bodies and blackened branches. Instead of leaves on the branches, there were little glowing crystals in different shades of red that dotted the branches along with the bark of the tree. The branches were shaped in odd ways as if they were writhing limbs reaching for the ground and some for the sky. For a moment, you were focused on the shape of the trees surrounding you, but before long you noticed something strange.
<<linkappend "There wasn't any sunlight." t8n>>
A sheet of black covered the top of the trees. You'd think that you were in some sort of strange underground forest, but the sheet of black looked almost like a thick fog or a mass of clouds that obscured anything and everything. It almost had an inkish quality about it making it impossible to see through it and impossible to determine if it were day or night. Either way, it certainly wasn't normal, at least, not to you.
Turning for a moment, you realize that the strange stone archway is gone. You blink and tilt your head, taking a few steps to where you believe the archway should be, but there is nothing there. It wasn't as if you could have turned back, still, the encroaching feeling of unease won't leave your stomach.
You suppose there are a few ways to go at the very least.
[[Head north and step on the stone path. |Fancy]]
[[West past some bushes dotted with slime. |Bubbles]]
[[East where you see a mess of crystals surrounding a dirt path.|Followed]]
<</linkappend>>
<</if>>
<<if visited ("IlliaTown") gt 0>> So this is it. Those steps ahead of you would lead you to where you needed to go so you could find your way home, where Illia said that you would find your solution to this problem and possibly someone strange that would serve as your guide. You can't help but feel some sort of strange alien comfort at the sight of the neat cut stones set in a little path. It makes you feel as if you're back in civilization instead of this strange forest and well, perhaps this is just the beginning of it. With hope in your heart, you take your first steps onto the stone and wonder, what is it that makes stone in this world such a bad sign?
<<elseif visited ("SlimeBreakFree") gt 0>>
The path of stone presents some sort of strange comfort as it appears to be some sort of remnant of civilization. You already feel odd from the slime's influence, but you can see no harm in going on the path with the stone steps. You found it strange that you circled back all the way to the beginning, but thinking about that now won't do anything. As your foot connects with the first stone, you can't help but think: Stone must be an omen of strange things in this world.
<<elseif visited ("SlimeCleanUp") gt 0>>
The path of stone presents some sort of strange comfort as it appears to be some sort of remnant of civilization. You already feel a little bit fuzzy from the slime's influence still rolling about your mind along with the pleasure, but you can see no harm in going on the path with the stone steps. The little ball of slime watches as you take your first step onto the stone and you can't help but think: Stone must be an omen of terrible things in this world.
<<else>>Ahead of you is a neat path of cut stones planted in the ground leading deeper into the forest. The stone reminds you of civilization and provides a strange comfort among this odd environment. You take your first step onto the stone steps and you begin to think that stone is some sort bad sign.
<</if>>
<<linkappend "Your entire world shifts again in a flash of blinding light and it feel as if you're floating." t8n>>
When you open your eyes you're looking up at a starry night sky. A sense of warm hope fills you as you wonder if you're in your own world perhaps near your own home. The streak of bluish-black in the sky combined with the white streak of stars catches your focus for quite some time as you simply lie there and enjoy the sights, but mostly it is because you aren't truly sure if you're back or not, and part of you would rather not know. There is something comforting in ignoring the inevitable, in just letting go, but you can't really stay like this forever. You know you have to face things.
Eventually, you decide that waiting around won't really do anything. As you stand, much to your dissapointment you realize that this isn't where you want to be, but at the very least it is kind of pretty.
Before you is a town square with buildings of stone and wood all around covered in vines. There are rustic looking street lamps lining the brick street and the sidewalks are cobbled. The road leads up to a hill where you see an old manor with lights flickering in the windows.
While you aren't sure if this place is safe or not, you can at least tell that there doesn't seem to be any life among most of the buildings. Windows and doors are shuttered off except for a few places and the some of the buildings were missing their roofs.
[[Well, might as well see what the manor is all about. |ToManor]]
<</linkappend>>You decide to take a trip to the west. With your paws, you part the bushes and step through. Your movement is impaired by the brush and you can feel vines and bramble tugging at your clothes as you tread on through. It feels like you're trudging through the rough snow again from before, and worst yet, you can feel weird branches and pointy things poking in places that they really shouldn't be. Walking through a bunch of bushes had seemed like a good idea at the time, but the more steps you take the more you seem to realize that walking through brush is hard and actually pretty annoying.
Another bothersome aspect, is the odd claustrophobia you're experiencing. The trees around you seem to close tighter and tighter, making you feel as if you're suffocating within a small sea of bark and leaves. You're unsure if your imagination is running wild, but it feels like those strange gnarled trees are reaching down to grab you, their bark slowly edging closer to your body and you really can't help but feel as if they are going to crush you to the point where your breath becomes shallow and ragged. Eventually, you pop out from another set of bushes gasping for air and clutching your knees. Your body is shaking and partially, you're beating yourself up for letting such a small thing affect you, but it'll be fine, you only need to breath in, and out.
<<linkappend "When your eyes focus on the landscape around you, and your heart finally calms down you notice that everything has changed again.">>
Mushrooms with orange caps as tall as trees surrounded you and the ground was covered with a mixture of grass and smaller fungus that seemed to sway in the gentle breeze blowing through. Stranger still was the fact that shimmering bubbles traveled through the air. You reached to give one a tap, but rather than pop or fizzle, the bubble simply moves with your touch until it floats away.
Pleasent, but, where to next?
[[Follow a small creek flowing with water at your front.|SlimeEncounter.]]
<</linkappend>>You start on the dirt path surrounded by crystals. Those strange shards continue dotting either side of the path and you wonder for a moment what they are? No sense in thinking too much about weird magic stuff, but maybe you'll grab a picture or two when you come back down this way. Along with the shards, the trees appear to be remaining the same for the most part and at the very least you could take comfort in the fact that the scenery is consistent. It is so quiet that you can hear the ripple of your clothes against the gentle breeze. There are no signs of other people or even animals living in this forest, at least, from what you can see. Despite this, you can't help but feel like something is watching your back. It is a sinking and strange feeling that you can't really explain.
You look up and toward the trees and you see nothing there, you look to your left and right while you walk with furrowed brow, and still nothing there, and yet, you can't shake off that strange gut feeling. As your eyes trail forward you hear a giggle chittering through the silence, a giggle that sends a shocking shiver up your spine. You turn around quickly and all you see is a fading light which is certainly enough to give you some cause for alarm.
Your pace quickens and you start to wonder if this path was a mistake. There had been something behind you and you don't care about what it was, only the fact that it was either quick enough to avoid your eyes, or it had disappeared like an apparition. Eventually, you come to a clearing where the tree's branches are all lurched forward. The sound of something electric popping brings your attention around just as you see a streak of yellow jolt past your vision. You turn again and watch as the strange streak slips through the trees.
A voice full of joy and mischief trails against your ears and echoes through the clearing, "Scared and slow huh? That's fine. You've got nothing to worry about in this forest even if you seem like a weakling. Come on now. Keep going. Way back is blocked. Chop chop loser!"
You turn your head and see that the voice is right. The trees had moved together to form a seal. The voice had sounded somewhere between playful and taunting and you'd really rather not meet anyone who lived in this strange place, but there was some sort of comfort in hearing the voice of another living being, even if the voice had been just a bit annoying.
[[Follow the strange streak that you saw and hope who or what the voice belongs to is friendly.|Stalk]]Sources of water usually lead somewhere, well, at least that is what you think. You follow the small creak downstream, your eyes focused on the calm water. Stone and strange mushroom caps impede your path, but you hop over each, landing on some. It was so odd that the mushrooms seem as firm as the rocks while at the same time feeling so squishy beneath your steps.
Further down the line, you notice the number of bubbles increasing and turning strange shades of various colors. Your eyes trail up and you notice that the shadows of the clouds from the forest had been replaced by a frothy white just above the canopy of mushrooms. Stranger and stranger, but at the very least everything seemed bright and happy.
A sudden noise takes you out of your curious examination of your surroundings and you look ahead with ears raised on high. The noise is a strange gurgling plop and you aren't sure from which direction it is coming from. You look ahead, nothing there, look behind you, nothing there, but still the noise persists!
<<linkappend "Finally, from beyond the mushroom trees, the source of the noise appears with menacing apperance and foreign movement.">>
From behind the mushroom trees, a strange creature rolls out. A thing like a ball of goo wobbles towards you with a strange jiggle that makes you tilt your head from side to side. After a few motions towards you, it stops and flattens just a bit, before rising up and wiggling back and forth.
You bring a paw to the back of your head and scratch as you wonder what in the world this little jelly jiggling thing is. To you, it looks like a very large stress ball or some sort of living cup of gelatine, but you're not really sure if it can communicate or even understand that you exist.
It rises just a bit more and starts to narrow as it wiggled back and forth before falling back to a sort of pancake state. In a way, it was kind of cute! You aren't really sure if you should approach it or not since it is a weird creature in a strange land. You certainly don't have anything like living goo in your own world.
Part of you wants to walk up and give the thing a poke to see how it reacts, and more importantly, see how it feels, but then, the other part of you is cautious for obvious reasons.
Before you can make up your mind whether or not the thing is safe to touch or approach, it starts to wiggle away from you. Slowly, it starts to make its way downstream and your eyes are glued on its strange wobbling form. Well, you were already heading down that way, so perhaps following it might not be the worst idea.
[[Curiousity over caution. |CuriousityGoo]]
<</linkappend>>You move to follow what you believe is the source of the voice through the mess of trees. Stepping around the first tree only invites confusion as you're faced with a practical ocean of them. You're not really sure where to go, or if there is any clear direction at all. Every single corner of the forest ahead of you looks the same and staring too long at the trees causes your head to spin and your eyes to strain as they start to blend together. Maybe if you were a native of this forest or used to seeing so many trees in general you would have been much more receptive to it, but instead, you've got a headache and a bit of eyestrain now. You shake your head to get rid of the strain and sigh as you feel like going in a random direction might be the only option and as you do the voice echoes through the forest again.
"Hey, c'mon now, I hate waiting and I can't wait for you all day. So hurry up and follow the yellow crystals. That'll lead you to where you need to be."
Ahead you can see little crystals dotting the trees that look different from the strange red ones. Yellow spark twist and twine about the crystals and you wonder if that is what the voice means. Of course, there is something about the voice that sounds annoying, something haughty and irritating. If they want you to follow them so badly then why are they being rude about it? You could be rude about it too or you could just bite the bullet and actually follow the only advice you're going to be given in this weird place.
[[Follow the crystals and play along for now. |FollowAlong]]
[[Get lost and ignore the rude voice. |WrongWay]]You walk toward the manor with careful steps. Among the buildings, you can't hear anything. No insects, no animals, nothing except for your own steps padding on stone. Eventually, you come upon the steps that take you up the hill where the manor sits waiting just for you to come along. It is a large building with most of its windows closed off by shutters or boards of wood, but the few windows that are clear of any debris show light shining from within. You reach two large double doors and pause. Anything that lives here alone might either be extremely welcoming to guests, or rather violent, but there is no other way that you can see to return to where you were before.
<<linkappend "Bracing yourself for whatever may come, you raise a paw to knock at the door.">>
A few seconds pass and you can't hear anything from within. You grab onto the handle on the door and twist only to hear the click of a locked door. That settles that. You suppose you can turn and search through the other buildings for some way out.
Almost as soon as you remove your digits form the handle of the door, a loud metallic snap and click sound off through the air and the wide frame of the double doors parts for you. Your ears are up and alert and your body trembles just a bit, but you suppose that is what you wanted indeed. You peer through the door and you can see a well-lit entry hall just waiting for you to step inside.
[[Nowhere to go but in. |Manor]]
<</linkappend>><<if visited ("WrongWay") gt 0>>
Returning back to the path, you look for the yellow sparking crystals again before you begin to follow them. You're a bit wary of the electricity crackling off of the crystals, but the voice at least seemed to be genuine in wanting to help you and especially after you had initially ignored them. There was something almost small and cute about the way they had asked you to come back to the path, something sweet and much kinder than what you would have initially expected out of them. For now, you could trust them. You take your time in following the path as you notice the crystals become more abundent and your eyes start to trail around. You have to wonder if this was the cool thing that the voice had been talking about.
"Hah, I can see you're marveling at my beautiful crystals. Red ones aren't mine, but anything with a lick of electric magic in them is absolutely mine. This isn't even that great or interesting compared to what you'll see. You can bet on it!"
The voice seems to have regained much of their confidence and perhaps just a little too much confidence, but at the very least they aren't being rude anymore.
"Gotta admit." The voice suddenly said with a little chuckle, "I was thinking about leading you around a little and making you work for where I wanted you to get to, but seeing as you're a sensitive sort I figure I should be nice now instead of mean, or else you might really go wandering off to some random neck of these woods without me. You should see a glow coming up soon coming off a tree."
That gave you cause to frown as you wondered if the voice wouldn't still enjoy leading you around like an idiot, but you simply kept walking and following the crystals which you weren't even sure were a correct indicator until you found the glowing that the voice was talking about.
[[With curious steps, you decide to see what is past the trees.|CrystalClearing]]
<<else>>
You were a little bit curious about what the intents of the voice leading you around were, but there wasn't really anyone else helping you out so you might as well follow their instructions. Carefully, you step around the trees with the sparking crystals that look extremely dangerous. Electricity was something not to be trifled with, and the crystals were crackling audibly with the stuff.
Of course, you fear draws a reaction from the voice, "Hah! Scared of those little things huh? I made them myself, little markers just for me. Don't touch them, not because they're dangerous or anything, but because I just don't want you touching my stuff."
Just because of their haughty tone you consider touching one of the crystals, but you decide you'd rather not find out whether the voice is lying or not about the danger of the shards. Of course, curiousity is a powerful motivator and your eyes keep trailing to each of those gems.
While your curiousity toys around with danger, the voice calls again, "Hey! Pay attention! If you look ahead you'll see a glow past some trees. Head over there and you'll find yourself where I want you to be and someplace extremely cool."
With a blink, you turn your head and see the aforementioned glow beyond some trees. Well, no sense in waiting around here.
[[You can touch crystal later, for now, you head over to the glow.|CrystalClearing]]
<</if>>Instead of following the advice of the rather rude voice, you decide to take a trip somewhere in a random direction hoping that you will find the right way yourself, but mostly it is out of spite. Almost as soon as you start walking in the wrong direction you can hear the voice chirping from above.
"Hey! Where are you going?! That's the wrong way! You'll never find your way like that!"
You ignore the voice and keep on moving. You've got nothing better to do than enjoy the sights, even if they are a bit weird. There is no sense in getting riled up or even frightened and now that you think on it, a relaxing walk through some weird fantasy realm might be interesting. Besides, the voice already said that this place wasn't dangerous.
A squeak sounded off as you continued on your path and continued ignoring the voice, "Are you actually ignoring me? I'm trying to help y'know!? I...I was gonna show you something real cool too." Their voice then took a smaller tone, "Was I really that off-putting?"
The voice took a meek tone for just a moment and it tugs at your heart strings. They really were rude to you before, but at the same time it sounds like they might feel bad about it. Holding grudges was never a good thing and if they actually wanted to help you then you really should take whatever help you could get. With a sigh you cross your arms and stop.
With a huff you say:
[["Can you at least show up and lead me yourself?" |EarlyRatReveal][$Early to true]]
[["Fine, I'll follow the crystals like you said." |FollowAlong][$Wrong to true]]
A crack of lightning strikes the ground right before your eyes and you fall back on your rear with a noise akin to somewhere between a squeak and a yell. Light flashes through the forest and gathers against the shadows of the clouds above you for just a hot second. The light isn't bright enough to blind, but you can feel the heat and energy coming off of it for the few moments that it appears.
Your eyes are wide and your heart is beating wildly against your chest. You had certainly never seen lightning so close and you hadn't thought the clouds above you had anything to do with the weather. Before you can really think about what just happened, the sound of laughter echoes in the forest.
"You asked for me to reveal myself, well, here I am! Just figured I'd come in with a bit of a bang. Just to have a little bit of fun. I think you should be thanking me for showing you something so amazing."
In your shaken state your eyes are darting from place to place to look for the voice before slowly trailing to your front where you see a rat standing there with biege fur and cyan eyes. A sickle tail dotted with yellow shards coils around her body. In response to seeing such a short thing boast so much, you tilt your head. You thought they would be much more imposing.
The shock of seeing lightning strike right infront of you fades as you really take a good look at the creature standing before you. She doesn't seem so frightening, and for the most part she looks like just a regular rat from your own world. Of course, no rat from your world would have that strange tail and nor would they have control of any type of magic. In your curiosity, you forget to answer her or greet her.
Her ears pin back and she frowns as your starring continues, "Hey, I know that I was kind of mean to you, but that doesn't mean you can just stare like an idiot. Come on. We've got places to be, so get up and hurry up."
Before you can say a word, she turns tail with a little hop and starts moving.
[[Better follow her. |CrystalClearing]]
<<if $Early is true>>
Your new friend leads you through the forest following the lit path created by those strange jutting crystals until a strange glow catches your eyes beyond some trees. The glow seems similar to the one popping off of the smaller crystals, but much brighter. Your friend doesn't even take the time to wait for you and instead rushes along forward with what you can only assume is excitement. Soon, you follow and step past the trees and into a clearing where the source of the glow is clear.
In the middle of the clearing covered in bright lights is a mass of crystals in blue and yellow with one large shard jutting out of the ground piercing the clouds. You approach the mass of crystals and start walking around it. Is this what your new friend wanted you to see? If so? Why? Certainly, it was pretty, but there were other things as strange as this.
There wasn't anything else to the clearing that seemed out of the ordinary except the mass of crystals. In fact, there didn't seem to be anything at all here. At the very least, you could say that you hadn't seen anything quite like it.
You hadn't seen anything like it because this wasn't your home world. Such a sour thought to have occured at such a horrid time. Your lips are clamped shut and you remain quiet while you steep in a bit of your own sadness before you decide enough is enough.
Before you can pop a question, you hear your new friend squeak with delight, "Fantastic isn't it! A creation of my own magic. Of course, you could actually open your mouth and say something instead of standing there like an idiot, but I digress. Go on, say something."
You turn to see the rodent standing with chest puffed out and fists on her hips as she beams at you. Your eyes turn toward the mass of crystals before they turn down towards her and you say:
[["I thought something living here would be scarier, but you're just kinda cute." |Flustered]]
[["What's up with the crystals?" |Curiousity]]
[["Sorry about that, I'm just kind of overwhelmed". |Pity]]
<<elseif $Wrong is true>>
You arrive at a clearing in the forest. The black clouds are still hanging above, but there is something directly at the center of the clearing that catches your eye. In the middle of the clearing covered in bright lights is a mass of crystals in blue and yellow with one large shard jutting out of the ground piercing the clouds. You approach the mass of crystals and start walking around it. Was this what the voice wanted to show you? If so, why?
Other than the mass of crystals, the clearing seems like just the rest of the forest, although, the mass of crystals is an extreme difference. While circling, you can't really see anything else. Still, you suppose if anything this mass of crystals is amazing, if anything because you haven't seen anything like it in your world.
You hadn't seen anything like it because this wasn't your home world. Such a sour thought to have occured at such a horrid time. Your lips are clamped shut and you remain quiet while you steep in a bit of your own sadness before you decide enough is enough.
"Hey! Turn around!"
You turn, broken out of your thoughts and your eyes trail just bit lower to see a rat-like creature standing there with a long sickle-like tail peppered with electric shards. Her eyes are a sharp cyan and her fur is a light beige. You hadn't quite seen anything like her so you aren't really sure what to make of her. Certainly, she was a rat in body, but the crystal protrusions and little sparks of electric light flicking off of her tail seemed to signify something stranger. Either way, you're tempted to take out your phone and snap a picture, even though that might be kind of rude.
Through the surprise, you also remember that this little rat was also extremely rude to you, but at one point seemed apologetic, so you aren't sure what to make of it.
When she notices that you aren't saying anything she puffs, "What? Can you not stare at me like that? At least, say hello or something. You were being huffy before because I was being rude and now you're being extra rude by just staring. Can you, y'know, say something please?"
Well, she's right. You are being kind of rude. So, what do you say?
[["I thought something living here would be scarier, but you're just kinda cute." |Flustered]]
[["What's up with the crystals?" |Curiousity]]
[["Sorry about that, I'm just kind of overwhelmed". |Pity]]
<<else>> You arrive at a clearing in the forest. The black clouds are still hanging above, but there is something directly at the center of the clearing that catches your eye. In the middle of the clearing covered in bright lights is a mass of crystals in blue and yellow with one large shard jutting out of the ground piercing the clouds. You approach the mass of crystals and start walking around it. Was this what the voice wanted to show you? If so, why?
Other than the mass of crystals, the clearing seems like just the rest of the forest, although, the mass of crystals is an extreme difference. While circling, you can't really seem to find anything other than the mass of crystals.
You hadn't seen anything like it because this wasn't your home world. Such a sour thought to have occured at such a horrid time. Your lips are clamped shut and you remain quiet while you steep in a bit of your own sadness before you decide enough is enough.
"Hey! Turn around!"
You turn and your eyes trail just bit lower to see a rat-like creature standing there with a long sickle-like tail peppered with gems. Her eyes are a deep and sharp cyan and her fur is a light biege. You hadn't quite seen anything like her so you aren't really sure what to make of her. Certainly, she was a rat in body, but the crystal protrusions and little sparks of electric light flicking off of her tail seemed to signify something stranger. Either way, you're tempted to take out your phone and snap a picture, even though that might be kind of rude.
Being led through a frightening forest by some unknown entity had been just a little frightening, and making it annoying was the fact that said entity had been teasing you through a good portion of your trip through the forest. You had thought that it would have been some sort of frightening thing, but instead, she seems kind of cute.
While you're staring, she snorts, "Hey! Slowpoke, are you really just staring at me? Am I too interesting or something? Shock your brain? Oh...uh, wait, you didn't touch one of the crystals really did you? Well, c'mon, say something! Don't be so rude!"
You find it odd that she's calling you rude, but in a way, she's right. With a shrug you say:
[["I thought something living here would be scarier, but you're just kinda cute." |Flustered]]
[["What's up with the crystals?" |Curiousity]]
[["Sorry about that, I'm just kind of overwhelmed." |Pity]]
<</if>>
Little purple sparks trail through and between her whiskers as your words connect with her ears. Her pupils constrict briefly before returning to normal as she turns away and crosses her arms, tail lashing as she huffs, "Well! What a random thing to say! Actually! Absolutely insulting too! You're just a guest here, an interloper and yet you make some sort of weird pass at me! You don't even know my name! You must be crazy to just flirt with some random monster that you've never met huh?"
You open your mouth and she interupts you promptly, "For your information, my name is Illia. Now, before I get annoyed tell me what you're doing here!"
Annoyed? Why, you don't think she looks too annoyed. Strangely, you think that she's overjoyed with the way that her tail seems to be wagging and you swear you see the smallest hints of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she looks away. If she were really annoyed you feel like she could do something nasty to you with that electrity of hers. You could probably press your luck just a bit and actually flirt instead of making a passing comment, but it is best not to push it and be too forward. That might actually earn you some lumps, and well, you don't want to be weird to your new friend.
<<linkappend "Politely tell her what you're doing here...">>
After you explain your situation, she looks even less annoyed and instead curious. One of her claws is tapping at her chin while her eyes are trailing up toward the clouds above.
Before long, she says, "Well, if that's the case then I think I can help you out. Might find yourself running into a weirdo, but that weirdo will be able to get you out of here, least, I think so. Either way, it isn't too far off so if you want I can take you there whenever you want, so you'd better be thanking me."
You think about it for a bit and well, yeah, you should be thanking Illia. With that bit of information you can probably find yourself out of this forest and back home. You're a bit surprised that she would be so eager to help after teasing you so much on the way to this place. Maybe, it would be a little bit wastful to just leave so early too. There wasn't any rush to survive here since Illia said it wasn't dangerous and well, you thought of her as kind of interesting.
There were options, and so you said:
[["I think I'd like to find the way out." |IlliaTown]]
[["Well, I think I'd like to chat a bit if that's fine. No rush after all." |IlliaChat]]
<</linkappend>>Your question of the crystals seemed like a natural one to you, but your new friend gives you a look with a quirked brow as if you asked how grass grew, although, in a place like this you might be tempted to ask that question too.
After a bit of silence, she answers, "Simple. Kinda my source of food. Rock and mineral make up the most of this, the magic is just to deter anything and anyone from touching it."
To demonstrate, she takes hold of one of the lower shards and cracks a piece off of it before taking a crunch out of the crystal. You can hear the crack of her fangs gnashing on the chunk in her mouth before she tosses the rest into her grinder like mouth. When she finishes she extends her paw toward you.
"Illia."
You blink and look down at her paw before you reach to take it, supposing it would be polite.
<<linkappend "You reach to take hold and...">>
A brief shock jolts through your entire body. It vibrates up your spine and against your skin and persists for just a few moments before you take your own digits away from the offending claws that caused you some mild discomfort. It didn't hurt, but at the same time you can't help but feel sour at that little trick. Meanwhile, through your grump, the rodent creature is giggling with her claws clapping together.
"My! Caught you off guard, didn't it? Easy! Easy easy easy. Now that I've had my fun and answered your question, mind telling me what you're doing out here by yourself? You don't look like a native of any of the places around here."
With a frown, you narrow your eyes before you sigh and let go of your irritation. You'll get your revenge later, maybe.
<<linkappend "You explain the situation...">>
After a while of listening to you, the rat sits down with her long tail coiled about and flicking near her lap. She has a pensive frown on her face and her eyes trail up to the clouds in the sky, "Huh...I think I could help you get out, well, I can lead y'to the right direction. You'll have to deal with a character though."
Excitement is your first response, but you notice Illia is looking away, a neutral look on her face. If you took this chance, you'd be leaving her alone. Well, getting home would be nice, but there is no sense of urgency. You could spend a little time with Illia or just ask how to get home.
[["Can you show me how to get home?" |IlliaTown]]
[["Maybe we could hang out a little. I don't think there's a rush." |IlliaChat]]
<</linkappend>>
<</linkappend>>Feeling overwhelmed might be understating things just a bit. You've arrived in a new and seemingly terrible place and everything feels new and different. You don't even know if you'll be able to go home or if you'll be able to survive out here if left to your own devices.
Perhaps, your thoughts were leaking out into your expressions, but you feel a gentle touch at your arm and you look down to see the rat giving you a soft look with a small smile, "Hey now, don't look so down. I'd hate to see you start bawling like a kid, so how about you tell ol' Illia what's happening."
So that was her name? It seemed kind of nice, and the fact that she wasn't teasing you was a welcome change of pace. With a small sigh...
<<linkappend "You tell her what happened...">>
When you're done, Illia beams, "Well! If that's all then that can be solved. I figured you were only the slow type, turns out you're not so smart either. There's a place you can go to that'll be able to get you out of her, of course, you'll have to deal with someone who is a bit eccentric."
Before you can question her about how your ignorance could make you not smart, she waves you off, "No need to thank me. I could see how pathetic you looked, how lonely and stranded you looked and figured, why not help?"
You can think of some choice words for the haughty rat, but instead you just smile. After all, she could have withheld this information from you and continued teasing you. While you could ask for the information to find your way out of the forest, you could also just stick around for a bit.
[["So how do I get out?" |IlliaTown]]
[["I don't think I'm in a rush, would you like to chat?" |IlliaChat]]
<</linkappend>>
Through the forest you are led again, but this time Illia is in front of you and there don't seem to be any games to be had. Her tail curls and twists and flicks as she walks and her eyes dart from place to place as she slips deeper and deeper into the forest along with you. There is something about her manner that unnerves you and you are tempted to ask.
Your question is perhaps an obvious one, as she mutters the answer you desire, "I never like going too far from my own territory. Not that it makes much difference, but you never know who is gonna be crawling about. Y'know, no terrible violence ever happens usually, I just like being in my own comfort zone."
You can agree with that despite the fact that you weren't in a place of comfort even around her territory. You wonder where she is taking you, and if you'll ever get back home. The lights coming from the crystals in the forest seem to grow weak against the darkness.
Just as you feel the darkness about to engulf you again, both you and Illia stop in your tracks. Ahead of you are two lamps held on poles and between them is a path of set stones that seem familiar.
Illia points toward the set stone and speaks, "Head through there and you'll find where you need to go. Should be obvious once you get to the other side, but uh, just be careful when talking to who you need to talk to there. They're a bit, hm, eccentric? They shouldn't do anything too weird unless you let them, so go on, and good luck. Hope you get home."
You take a step forward before turning around with a small smile. You feel nervous, but Illia returns your smile with one of her own and you can feel some comfort in knowing that you've made some sort of friend here.
[[With a bracing breath, you move to step onto the path. |Fancy]]Illia looks at you with narrowed eyes. She scratches her chin as she leans in while tilting her head back and forth before she leans back and clucks her tongue, "I don't see why not. You haven't been too much of a nuisance and I guess sometimes even I've got to slow down to just enjoy the roses, but what about you? Figured home might be where you wanted to get to quickly though?"
You shrug and you explain that it isn't as if you're in any immediate danger. Once you really think about your situation, it is kind of like a surprise vacation, or at least, that is the positive way of looking at it.
The short electric rat laughs, "Hah! I guess you're not in any danger, not around me especially. But no, I can understand what you're really after. You're simply stunned by what I am and who I am. My personality and my looks have all charmed you. I can't really blame you."
Haughty, overly confident, and a bit brash. You can't help but smile at her nature. You could ask her about herself or perhaps you could catch her off guard and agree with her boasting.
[[Ask her about herself. |IlliaFacts]]
[[Agree with her boast. |IlliaBashful]]Illia looks up into your eyes before she turns away with a small frown, "Hm, what can I really say? I spend my time here molding and crafting minerals into these crystals to mark where I live and to eat, maybe see one of the other few monsters out this far and not much else. There isn't much to say except that I'm a Vol. There's more like me somewhere around this forest, but each one of us has our own set of gems. Soon as I was old enough it was out of the burrow for me and on my own, so you can bet I moved as far away from home as possible."
You can see her eyes narrowing just a bit when she mentions her home life and so you decide to breach the subject a little by asking if she enjoyed being around her family.
She laughs, "No way! They were loud and irritating and way too many of them. I was desperate for my own space, but y'know, growing up around so many and just being out here alone, feels kinda weird."
You hadn't thought that there could be families out here. It had not crossed your mind that more than just Illia would be living here, but here she was mentioning her family casually. More importantly, Illia herself seemed a little bit lonely. Her shoulders were slumped and her eyes were looking off toward some random corner of the forest with a sort of longing reflecting in the blue of her pupils.
Perhaps a change of subject would be better, or maybe a hug.
[[Give her a hug. |SurpriseHug]]
[[Ask if she'd like to talk about something else. |YourHome]]You agree wholeheartedly with her assessment of herself. You tell her that you do think that she is interesting, that she is a fine specimen of whatever species she is and that you would love to interact with her more and that is why you decided to forgo learning about how to get out of this place and back home.
The effects are immediate. Illia's fur seems to frizz and electricity sparks between her whiskers. Her nose twitches and her tail whips at the ground once before she tries to salvage her image, "Of course! You can't help but worship me! I'm a vol among vol's after all! I understand that absolutely ahah!"
Well, there isn't much else to do around the forest. Take a chance and flirt, or maybe go about it in a more humorous manner?
[[Ask if she'd like you to worship her. |FlirtWorship]]
[[Ask if she's the queen of these parts. |FlirtConversation]]You can see pink beneath the fur of her cheeks as you ask if she would like to be worshiped. Her arms are crossed and her nose is twitching. Her mouth is a flat line and her eyes seem to bore straight through you.
"So." She begins quietly, "You're into that huh? That's fine. If you really want to then I could absolutely topple you over and just do whatever I wanted. Seeing you on your knees would be great, of course, I wouldn't even need to ask." She then brought her paw up to her mouth and cleared her throat, "Of course, I'm only kidding. We've only just met and I'm only answering your little tease back with one of my own. I mean, if you really wanted it, I'd have to ask you to beg." She then darts her gaze to some random corner of the forest while continuing, "We shouldn't be wasting time anyway. You want to get home right?"
Maybe she really had been just joking, or perhaps you could play along too and beg to see just how far that would take you. It might be fun either way.
[[Play along and beg. |SexStart][$BegIllia to true]]
[[Nod and agree that you should be going, but ask for something to remember her by. |SoftSelfieTown][$FlirtIllia to true]]You laugh and ask her if she's the queen of the forest with how much of a ruling force she seems to be. After all, you haven't encountered a personality quite as strong as hers and with how radiant she is she must surely rule over some sort of Kingdom.
From her eyes, you can see the twinkle of amusement that is reflected in her grin as she crosses her arms and puffs out her chest, "Me? The Queen of these parts? You're a weird one to think that a dirt hole like this would have a ruler of any sort. I mean, I get it, I'm radiant, I'm beautiful and shining! But me? A queen? Please, I can barely stand taking care of myself. Taking care of idiots and slowpokes like you would make living way too hard."
For a moment she lets those words hang in the air before she snorts and starts giggling. It's pleasent to see her giggling and you find yourself chuckling along now that you've gotten a grasp of her form of teasing. Maybe at first, you would have found it annoying that she taunted and teased you so much, but there isn't any ill-intent in her little jabs and instead you find yourself tickled by her prods.
Illia then mutters, "Really, might not be so bad having some extra folk around to boss and use or whatever. Even though I left my family and my home to get away from others, it gets kinda lonely out here. But hey, you came around so who knows? I might meet some more interesting people. Now, I should help you with finding your own way home right? No sense in hanging around too long."
After you're finished with your own little bout of laughter, you wonder if you're ever going to be able to come back. Certainly you aren't close friends, but Illia seems interesting enough to warrant a repeat visit, or would have if it weren't for the fact that you'll need to go soon. She was right though, there wasn't any sense in staying too long. It would only make leaving all that much harder. Well, maybe there is something you can do to at least take a memory of her back home with you.
[[Ask for directions and something to remember her by. |SoftSelfieTown][$CleanIllia to true]]You feel bad for her, bad enough to think that it is a good idea to hug her without saying a thing. Empathy colors your mind as you remember that you're in this forest alone as well away from family and friends. While she's looking away you go in for the embrace, arms draping around her shoulders to tug her close.
For a single moment, it seems like a good idea. Illia squeaks and her claws come up to squeeze onto the poncho you're wearing, but soon you can feel those digits gripping tightly until you can feel the points of her claws pressing against your stomach. You blink and look down to see that her ears are pinned down and that her fur seems to be puffing. Sparks start arcing between her whiskers and her tail loops to coil around your ankle.
Her words slip between a huff, "You can't just hug someone like that idiot!" At her final word you wince thinking that she's going to shock you, but instead, her grip on your body loosens and her arms move to return the embrace around your waist as she buries her face against you and mumbles, "But thanks."
You let out a sigh of relief glad not to be shocked, but then you feel a pinch at your rump and the sudden jolt of static popping up your body. It is only enough of a jolt to shock you out of your relaxed state and enough of a jolt to vibrate through your body.
When you look back down, Illia is giggling and grinning like mad. Her claw is still firmly planted on your rump and you can practically feel the mischief pouring off of her gaze. Maybe there is something more you can do? Although, perhaps it would just be best to be on your way.
[[Pay her back and ask if she'd like something more. |SexStart][$ButtPinch to true]]
[[Seperate and ask for something to remember her by before asking for directions |SoftSelfieTown][$HuggedVol to true]]After a bit of awkward silence, you ask Illia if she would care to change the subject.
She answers you with a quirked brow and a small smile, "Hm? Sure. I guess so. Since you asked about me, how about I do the same in turn. Tell me about your life back at your home huh? If it isn't too much."
You think for a moment and a flood of emotion for your home hits you. You're quiet, your paws are at your side and your eyes are closed. With a breath, you start to recount the memories of your home, of your past life with your family and of how you came to live on your own to study, to make something of yourself. Things hadn't been working out college, but you were still trying your hardest, and your family and friends at least supported you in that.
After you finish, a heavy silence hangs in the air. You aren't sure if you're going to be getting back. Even if Illia did say there was someone who could help you, you couldn't be so sure it would mean that they would help you, or if they truly were able to help. It left a very sour taste at the back of your mouth that honestly could be nervous bile gathering.
A sudden shock running up your left leg jolts you out of your melancholic stupor and you look down and to the side to see Illia giving your haunches a gentle pinch with a big smile on her face.
"No worries. I'm absolutely sure you'll be able to get home, however! Standing there looking like a lost puppy isn't going to help anyone. Maybe you should actually try doing something. If you need a kiss then I'd be happy to provide you with one if only to see a smile out of your pathetic mug or maybe I could send you on your way so you can keep moving instead of overthinking things."
In her own way, she was trying to help, and besides the shock, it was most certainly helping. The offer of a kiss is tempting, or you could just ask for those directions.
[[Go for the kiss. |SexStart][$KissIllia to true]]
[[Ask for the directions and maybe something to remember her by. |SoftSelfieTown][$IlliaCheerUp to true]]<<if $ButtPinch is true>>
Reminding yourself that Illia had started the game, you reach around with both arms, but instead of returning the pinch to your rear you grab firmly onto her rump and tug upwards. She yelps and you feel a light spark of static tingle through your body as you hold her up against your own by the haunches. She isn't too smaller than you are, but enough where you can easily lift her up and hold her without feeling your strength slip. It's made easier by the fact that she clings to you tightly once you do this.
When you look down to see her reaction, her eyes are narrowed but a small smirk tugs at one corner of her mouth. You can feel her tail coiling around your back and then squeeze firmly as if to trap you there. You can feel the crystals on her tail pressing through the material of your clothing. Her body pushes firmly against yours and her legs hook onto your sides as she seems content to remain in your arms. At this point, you can't help but wonder if you've made a terrible mistake.
Another spark of static slides through your body and you hear your new friend practically purring, "Hah! So, you thought you could fluster me? Thought you were gonna overpower me? Mess me up huh? Too bad. I'm gonna have you on your back and begging for more once I'm done with you. So just slip out of those clothes and I'll show you how tough I am."
You're left flustered and a dull heat starts to pulse inside of your body along with the prick of the static coming from the rodent holding onto you. You can see the playful glint in her eyes as she slowly brings herself away from you, and you let go easily enough as you think about her roughing you up.
[[She might be rough if you let her take control, then again, that might be fun. |IlliaRoughSex]]
<<elseif $KissIllia is true>>
Without a word, you lean down and bring a paw around to cup the back of her head. Her eyes grow wide for a moment before you take her offer and plant your mouth against hers. A tinge of static crosses your lips and circles toward the back of your neck, but it slowly ebbs as Illia presses into the kiss to reciprocate the motion. Mouths melding, you feel her tongue slip past your mouth to press against yours and again you can feel that strange static tingling against your entire body, inside and out. Warmth pulses and throbs from deep within yourself and you shiver from the combination of your own heat, the kiss, and the constant pressure of the electric rat's power over you.
After a few moments locked together, you start to pull your mouth away. Illia whines and her claws are suddenly clutching your cheeks to pull you deeper in the kiss and you allow it, more than that, you dig deeper into the kiss yourself to satisfy the heat begging for this. The heat is accompanied by more sparks that trail your body and hers. They don't hurt and you're surprised that they don't, instead, they caress your body and seem to seep through your form, vibrating and massaging your body in just the right places in the sweetest of manners. Perhaps it is a reflection of how Illia is feeling, of how she wants to treat you, and you have to admit that it feels wonderful.
Finally, once your mouths part Illia breaths out, "If that's what you want. I don't see why not. Let's take it nice and slow too." Her voice then lowers, "Make love to me."
Such an offer brings a blaze across your cheeks and of course, you're in no position to deny such an offer. At this point, it would feel like a terrible mistake to leave without at least creating some sort of lasting memory with her, and to that effect, making love seems like a fantastic idea.
[[Make love to her. |IlliaLovingSex]]
<<elseif $BegIllia is true>>
Maybe it started out as a joke, and perhaps even now you're kidding just a bit, but some sort of warmth starts washing over you even as you go through the motion of getting on your knees just to beg for her attention. She looks at you for a moment as if you're crazy and you can see the pink beneath her fur turning toward a shade of plum red once you start getting into what you really desire. You want to worship her, to have her touch your cheek and tell you that you've been good, you want to be commanded and used by her because all you want is to serve her and nothing else. Your words are coming out in heated breaths and your own cheeks are burning as you continue to speak. At some point, you're not even sure why you're saying what you are saying anymore, only that you genuinely feel as if you wish to kneel beneath her and serve her.
When you finish your little begging game, you truly feel everything you've said and you can feel a burning blush cross your cheeks as both of you simply stare at one another not saying a thing. Perhaps, it was a joke taken too far. Quickly, your eyes dart away and you start thinking of some sort of excuse, of some sort of apology to smooth over the awkward things you just said. She might even hate you for what you just said and the way you acted, and well, you wouldn't even blame her.
Just when you started to rise with apology nearly on your lips, Illia begins, "So that's what you really want huh? I mean, if you're into it, why not? Y-you seem genuine in your desire to serve me and I'd be glad to own your cute mug. Just get on your knees when you're ready."
You blink and your stares connect again for a moment. You were just begging for what she's offering and well, after a while, that begging had become extremely genuine. You're surprised that she seems so okay with what you desired, and more than that, you're surprised to see that your game turned out genuine on both sides. It was still extremely embarrassing and you could feel the hot rush of humiliation coloring your body, but at the same time, you're excited to serve, excited to see that Illia is more than willing to serve, and you'll happily offer whatever you can.
[[Why not? It's time to serve your mistress. |ServeIlliaSex]]
<</if>>Illia agrees to take you to where you need to go, but she seems confused by the prospect of taking a memory with you. Really, in many ways you think that it might be a little too complicated to explain, so instead of even trying, you just tell her to stand still and you take out your phone. You stand and crouch next to her with a big smile on your face while pointing your phone's camera toward the two of you. Illia looks confused and tilts her head just as the snap of the camera comes.
You turn the phone and she looks at the screen with a mix of amazement and humor, "So magic does exist wherever you're from. Either way, we should get going. I'll show you the way to where you need to go and hey, maybe think about stopping by again sometime. If y'can."
You aren't really sure if you'll be able to make it back up the mountain if you go back, or even if this is all real, but if you can you'd love to come back.
[[Time to see where Illia leads you. |IlliaTown][$IlliaSelfie to true]]There wasn't much to do except strip down to nothing. You find that your digits move eagerly across your body to pull and tug the material on you out of the way. You were dressed for a mountain climb so it takes a few moments before you are finally nude and exposed to the cool forest air.
Almost as soon as you are naked, Illia's tail coils around your ankles and pulls your legs out from under you. A gasp escapes your lips as you land on your rear and you grumble with the intent to make some sort of remark on her abrasive nature and your poor sore rear, but her tail comes up and coils around your neck, silencing your oncoming dissent with a taut loop.
At that moment, you can take the time to appreciate and notice that her tail is fairly long, much longer than you initially had thought. It loops around your neck once and still the tip is able to grace your lips reminding you to keep quiet as she takes full control. Illia takes a step closer so her nose is pressed against yours as her tail squeezes ever so gently on your neck, crystalline tips applying just a bit of extra pressure to remind you who is in charge.
Once your defiance is culled, Illia brings a claw to your cheek while she mutters with a smirk, "I told you I was tough. I could tear you apart right here, right now if I wanted to, but instead, I just wanna use that pretty little face of yours. So lie back, be good, and we'll see where we go from there, okay?"
<<linkappend "As best as you can, you nod.">>
Seeing that you're ready and willing to go, the tail around your neck slowly loosens and pulls away until you're finally free for just a few seconds. A firm touch on your chest flicks you onto your back and again you feel the pangs of dissent grow inside of you, but your mind and body freeze as you look up at the rat standing over you. She has a fang-filled grin stretched across her features and her claws move down to graze through the fur at the top of your head.
Before you can question or even think of questioning what is about to happen or what she is about to do, her digits grip through the fur of your head and tug you up so your nose is firmly pressed against her crotch and your mouth is resting against her heat. She settles herself down so she's crouched and seated on your face, your eyes wide as you feel her grinding back and forth already. A shock of electric sensation down your spin gives you cause to open your mouth quickly and let your tongue dart out against her pussy. Back and forth with her motions, you drag your tongue in an attempt to service her as you keep in mind the fact that she controls your every movement with that power of hers. With each pass of your tongue, you feel another bolt of electricity shocking your system, but they feel different from the first one. Each new shock seems aimed at stimulating a certain portion of your body as if to grip and caress you rather than harm and punish you.
You can feel her trembling atop of you, her squeaks echoing in the woods as she continues riding your face while trying to bring herself closer to an orgasm. Your ears can pick up on bare whispers on soft breaths being uttered from her lips, little words and insults to encourage you to keep going even as you can barely hear them. Her claws dig in through your fur as she quickens the pace and your body shakes with a heat that stings across with those little electric bites that she places on you.
Eventually she begins to taunt you just a bit louder, "Huh...Bet you can't wait until I'm done here so I can actually take care of you hm? You thought you were gonna get a fast one on me earlier too, but now you're just— NYAGH!"
A loud squeak escapes her mouth as you dart your tongue inside of her firmly and press your mouth up to her slit to get it in as far as you can. Your tongue squirms inside of her and presses against her inner walls to pleasure her as best as you can while you feel her wet arousal building. You can feel her pleasure in the way her insides grip around your tongue and the way that her electricity seems to intensify through your body. Little shards of pain lance across your form, but not enough to make the situation terribly uncomfortable as you continue trying your best to serve the rodent commanding you. It isn't long before you yourself are feeling the heat of your body growing nearly unbearable as you feel the tease of that electricity stimulating just the right places and your arousal grows every time you hear her pleasure in the form of her moans that let you know you're doing such a good job as her pet.
Eventually, you feel her digits loosen on the back of your head and the electricity start to calm as she huffs, "Okay...Maybe that is deserving of a reward...Besides, better to finish together."
[[Prepare for your reward. |IlliaRoughReward]]
<</linkappend>><<if $genital is "P">>
With careful but eager motions you move to strip out of your clothes. It takes a bit more time than expected because you dressed to climb a mountain, but as soon as you're done you are exposed to the cool air of the forest.
You look toward Illia to see that her eyes are watching you with a certain sparkle. Leaning forward, you plant your mouth on hers while your paw cups her cheek gingerly to bring her into a kiss again. There your lips meld together, tongues meeting in the middle, her digits gripping onto your arms as you feel the gentle caress of her electricity rolling against your body.
Gently, you start to edge her onto her back until both of you are lying atop of each other on the forest floor with lips locked together. When your mouth's part away, you feel the heat in your body growing too intense to handle. You feel her claws dig against your arms as she purrs, "Don't keep me waiting."
Excitement burns inside of your body as you hear her words and your response is given in earnest. With a paw, you take the shaft of your already firm cock and place the tip against her heat. You grind back and forth for a moment to feel the wet arousal touching your cock before you slowly start to work yourself inside. You can feel your excitement getting the better of you, but instead of thrusting inside you tremble and try to remain calm.
Illia groans, "No holding back now...Please...Do what you want."
Taking her advice, you press inside with an eager thrust. You're surprised to find at least half of your cock inside of her and more than a little concerned. Illia simply gasps and moans and urges you to keep going, but your movements are slow and full of concern due to the difference in size. Illia huffs and her tail comes around your backside to give you a firm thwack to encourage you to keep moving, and so you do.
You start to roll your hips slowly, but after her encouragement you can't help but start to move with a little bit more of your passion behind every movement. It isn't too long before you can feel your knot swelling and your thrusts start to get faster and faster. You aren't sure if you should even try, but your body keeps moving and so your knot grinds against her entrance as you try your hardest to press it inside of her.
With a few more pushes, the knot presses inside and you can feel her inner walls tightening on you like a vice as she cries out her pleasure. An arc of electricity slides through both of your bodies and from the sudden stimulation your orgasm starts to pour out from the tip of your cock. You groan as you release rope after rope of thick seed into her deepest reaches.
Tied together and panting, both of you lie there while your orgasm peters out, each enjoying the other in the afterglow.
[[Enjoy it for just a bit more before clean up. |CleanUpIllia]]
<<if $genital is "V">>
With careful but eager motions you move to strip out of your clothes. It takes a bit more time than expected because you dressed to climb a mountain, but as soon as you're done you are exposed to the cool air of the forest.
You look toward Illia to see that her eyes are watching you with a certain sparkle. Leaning forward, you plant your mouth on hers while your paw cups her cheek gingerly to bring her into a kiss again. There your lips meld together, tongues meeting in the middle, her digits gripping onto your arms as you feel the gentle caress of her electricity rolling against your body.
Gently, you start to edge her onto her back until both of you are lying atop of each other on the forest floor with lips locked together. When your mouth's part away, you feel the heat in your body growing too intense to handle. You feel her claws dig against your arms as she purrs, "Don't keep me waiting."
One of your legs slides over hers as you drag yourself up just a bit to slide and grind your pussies together. Mixed heat begins to intermingle between the two of you as you slide and grind against one another. Illia's mouth is at your chest, kissing and planting little nips and bites as she moves her own hips against yours. Each of you moans as your heat shares a loving kiss with hers.
A shock of electric stimulation pours through your form and you yelp in response. Between Illia's moans you can hear her giggle and again you find her growing irritated with her mischievous manner, but only for a few seconds until you feel pleasure strike your body from the mixture of your bodies grinding together and the constant stimulation of the electricity caressing just the right spots. The sudden shock had been a tease, a taunt, but now the sensation coursing through your body was kinder, softer, and attending just the right spots to pleasure you while your pussy continues pressing and kissing hers.
You can feel the pressure starting to build against and inside of your body, the wetness between you creating a slick grind as you continue moving faster and faster. It isn't long before the shocks and the constant grinding create an almost impossible to hold back climax. You gasp and squeak, leaning forward and her arms come around your body to hold you in place while her tail coils around your legs.
She purrs, "Go ahead sweetie...Enjoy this with me."
You moan aloud and she echoes your pleasure as the stimulation is too much for you to handle. Your climax hits you hard and you feel pain and pleasure mixing inside of you, a sore heat spreading from your gut to the rest of your body as you lie atop of the panting rat.
Illia herself is sighing happily at this point, her claws grazing through your fur softly.
[[Rest in the afterglow for just a bit before cleaning up. |CleanUpIllia]]
<</if>>You can see by her firm stance, by her crossed arms and narrowed gaze what her command and desire is.
You get down on your knees, knowing your place without needing to be told. There aren't many words that need to be said between the two of you. You already remember what you begged for, what you need to do. A soft touch at the back of your head brings your mouth forward to start kissing her stomach softly. She shivers and you feel her claws tense against the back of your head urging you on. You let your tongue out to trail against her body.
Illia sits and leans back with her claws still at the back of your head. You follow what she desires and you move to crawl between her legs, your nose tapping her crotch and your mouth kissing her pussy. Carefully, you slide your tongue against her wet folds, dragging around and around until you start to dart her tongue inside.
When your tongue slips inside, she lets out a happy sigh, "Look at you, with your face buried between my legs. That's fucking cute. I can't believe you're so eager to do this, so eager to serve...But go on, I don't mind if you just keep having your fun."
Her tail coils around your neck gingerly, the tip resting against your cheek as you continue to roll your tongue inside of her. Occasionally you can feel little ripples of electricity coil across your body, but it doesn't stop your tongue from moving inside of her. On and on your tongue moves and her claws slowly press harder and harder against the back of your head. It isn't long before you can hear her huffing, her tail tightening just a bit around your neck. You can feel the warmth of your own body growing more intense as you keep dragging your tongue against her inner walls as you keep on serving your mistress diligently.
In a few moments, you hear a loud moan slip from her mouth and the tail tightens around your neck firmly. Both her legs and her arms move around your head as she reaches her climax. You can feel the gush of her pleasure on your tongue and the growing intensity of the electricity marking her pleasure.
When she finishes, she slowly brings her legs, tail, and arms away from your head to lean back. Your tongue continues moving against her warm slit, your eyes closed as you go on and on waiting for her to tell you to stop. You can hear her let out a low hum of pleasure as she stroke through the fur of your head.
After a few more licks you hear her mutter, "That's enough."
When you pull your mouth away, you look up to see if you've done a good job, and you receive your answer in the form of her leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on your nose.
[[Now time to clean up. |CleanUpIllia]]<<if $genital is "P">>
Illia grinds her heat one last time against your mouth, smooth and wet folds planting one more kiss on your lips before she gets off. You notice that her steps are a bit shaky as she walks herself to your lower half to straddle your lap. You can feel the warmth of her slit sliding against the shaft of your cock as her tail loops around your leg perhaps to keep herself balanced as she readies herself. She shivers as she raises her hips up and up until you can feel the tip of your cock edging against her wet and inviting pussy. You want to thrust inside of her, you want to move, but you know she's in control and so you remain still waiting for the fun to begin.
You think about the difference in size between the two of you, and though it isn't too much, it is still something to consider. She comes up to about your chest, which is pretty damn short considering you're a shorty yourself. As you think to voice your concerns, you feel her wet insides suddenly grip half of your cock as she slams her hips down with one movement.
A loud squeak slips free from Illia's mouth and you look to see if she's fine, but both of her paws press down on your body to keep you down and back. You can see her face from where you're lying and you can see that she has a fang-filled grin on it with a bit of drool slipping from the side. She sucks in a breath as she slowly starts moving up and down on your lap. Her hips roll and buck, moving around and around to feed more of your cock inside of her pussy.
You try to buck your hips just a bit but find that you barely need to move underneath the force of her constant rutting. Along with her inner walls squeezing down on your cock, you can feel electricity arcing through your body with every movement from her form. Her claws drag down your chest leaving little marks through the fur as she continues moving faster and faster. Soon, your knot starts swelling, but she doesn't stop as her pussy kisses the swollen base of your cock.
Down and down again she goes, grinding her heat to your knot, moaning loudly as she tries to force that bulbous thing inside of herself. Eventually, you can't take it anymore. You grab onto her hips and drag her down hard over your knot. It presses in with a wet pop and you hear her gasp aloud.
The sudden shock of taking all of your cock is enough to have her moaning and gasping. You can feel the gush of her orgasm just as your own starts to fire off inside of her in several spurts of hot cum. Your shaft bulges with every shot of your seed and you let every drop out inside of her until you're finally spent. With that, you lie back and sigh. It'll take a while for the knot to deflate, but you don't mind and it certainly doesn't seem like she minds.
[[Clean up should take a bit |CleanUpIllia]]
<<elseif $genital is "V">>
Illia grinds her heat one last time against your mouth, smooth and wet folds planting one more kiss on your lips before she gets off. You can feel your own heat between your legs dripping with arousal as you wait to see what she'll do. Her steps are a bit shaky and you notice that her legs are trembling as she walks herself between your legs. You're unsure of what she's going to do, but you spread to give her room as she hooks her arms around your legs. You can feel the excitement from her expression as her eyes look up at yours. Both gazes meet and a thrill rushes up your body as she gives you a little wink, her tail coiling around your leg slowly.
Carefully, she kisses her own slit to yours with a fang-filled grin on her face that spells some sort of mischief. Before you can ask, or even think of a question to ask, you feel a shock jolt through your body from her pussy to yours. You squeak and tremble as you suddenly feel vibration and static tingling between you and her. Illia huffs as she starts to grind herself against you, her pussy kissing yours as she continues to slide up and down. Wet fold against wet fold melding together for a deep kiss accompanied by the constant vibrations from the shocks delivered from Illia's magic.
You try your best to keep yourself composed but it is so hard, so very hard with that constant stimulation from Illia's grinding and from the little shaking jolts of electricity she pumps through both of your bodies. You can see that she's grinning madly even as she moans, even as she squeaks her own pleasure, and you can see her shaking as the electricity between the two of you intensifies.
Eventually, you can feel the pressure inside of your gut growing and the sensations stirring inside of your pussy growing more unbearable until you feel the sharp release of pain and pleasure mixing in one climax. Illia isn't done with you just yet though, her own thrusting and grinding continues as she slides her heat against your sensitive pussy and you tremble like a leaf as you feel your sensitive body being used and pushed to the brink. You can feel her growing close by the way her grip seems to tighten on your legs and the ever intensifying electricity shaking through both of your bodies. Sharp claws graze through the fur of your thighs and squeeze down hard, leaving indents as Illia hisses out her own orgasm, eventually slowly slidingher arms away from your thighs to rest on your body.
[[After a little rest, you'll clean up.|CleanUpIllia]]
<</if>>The fun between you two is finished. Your clothes are back on and you make sure that your belt and your items are still all there where you had them in the first place. For a moment, you remember your phone and take it out, looking at the screen and then looking back over at Illia who is standing by the crystal with a sad sort of smile waiting for you to get done with your preparations so she can lead you on your way.
With a smile and an idea, you turn your phone on and move to crouch next to her so you can plant your cheek against hers. At first, she squeaks and flicks you with her tail, "Again? Didn't we just—"
You interrupt her with a gentle peck on the lips and a chuckle. As your mouth's meet, you tap the screen on your phone and the camera on it snaps a picture. When you turn the phone around to see the picture, Illia leans in close with a raised brow.
"Huh! Figured you didn't have any magic, but I guess this is kind of interesting...Taking a memory with you for home?"
You nod and say, "It is something to remember this moment by, something to remember you by, so I know it isn't a dream. I had a wonderful time, and I'll never forget you."
You can see something like mist gathering at the edges of Illia's eyes, but she sniffles and turns her head away, "Right! Not like I'll be forgetting your idiot self anytime soon. If you can ever come back up the mountain again...Y'know, at least, try. Or something."
No promises can be made, both of you know this, but you give her shoulder a gentle squeeze and nod anyway. Maybe someday you'll come back, if possible.
[[Time to get on the path home. |IlliaTown][$IlliaLewdSelfie to true]]
You follow the strange rolling shape of goo and slime wondering where it is going. It rolls down the side of the small creek so it isn't as if you're going anywhere different than before, but for all you know this creature could be leading you into some sort of wild and dangerous trap. Your concerns seem so silly when you watch as the ball of goo gets stuck on a small mushroom before laboriously sliding atop and over it. Perhaps you should be more concerned about the little living puddle instead of your own safety.
Eventually, the ground ends and the water from the creek pours over a small cliff's edge. The little ball of gelatin hops up and over without so much as a pause of caution or hesitation. With careful steps, you move toward the edge and look over to see that the forest continues after a short drop. The flowing water of the creek pours over the edge creating a small cascading waterfall that leads into a pond surrounded by stone. You're sure that you can drop down without hurting yourself, but you take your time in lowering yourself rather than just jumping down. When you're back on the ground, your eyes wander around the pond wondering where your new little friend had gone.
<<linkappend "You hear that familiar gurgling and you look to see that your slimy curiosity is bobbing on the surface of the water, or so you think.">>
Ripples disturb the still water of the pond and you watch with wide eyes as something begins to rise from the water. Liquid pours up into the air as it is stretched by a creature at least double your size. You're amazed and in shock and awe, but can't find any fear. Once the water clears your eyes behold something almost cute. The creature before you looks like a giant blob, a fat slug made out of that same green translucent slime. You can see the odd blob that had led you here at the top of the creature hopping inside of it and you tilt your head wondering what in the world this could be.
At the top of the creature, you can see two little stalks growing off like little feelers or antenna surrounded by little mushroom caps that trail down the slug-like slime's back. Again you aren't sure what to make of it. Whether it notices you or not, you can't really be sure. Walking around the edge of the pond, you wave and wave some more wondering if the thing is ever going to notice you, but instead it just sort of stays still. You thought that it might even try to attack you, or move onto land, or do anything at all, but instead, it appears to be a giant blog just enjoying its life in a pond.
Only one thing to do:
[[Poke it. |PokeSlime]]
<</linkappend>>You aren't really sure if it is a good idea or not, but you're kind of curious anyway. You step toward the strange slug-like mass of goo and you reach with one careful digit to give it just the slightest tap. The surface of the creature is cool to the touch and your gentle prod sends a visible ripple through the entire body of the creature. For a moment, it seems like the mass of goop is ignoring you, but then little tendrils start to stretch out of the creature's body and you recoil.
Gooey tendrils move and twist forward to tap your nose and touch your face, you suppose this is the creature's way of acknowledging your existence, but you aren't really sure if this is a good thing or not. You had expected the creature to smell extremely unpleasant considering that it is living in standing water, but the scent is oddly alluring. The scent that crosses your nostrils is a mixture of flowers and honey. Something sharp and sweet at the same time that makes your head spin in circles.
You feel the strange tendrils crawling over your cheeks and down your clothes but your thoughts are oddly muddled and you can't really seem to feel the sense of impending danger.
[[Allow it to continue...Sink into the creature's control. |SlimeFuck]]
[[Pull free. Remind yourself that you need to get home. |SlimeBreakFree]]Deeper and deeper your mind slips into the creature's influence as those soft tendrils dance along your body beneath your clothes to edge you closer to accepting the presence within. Bit by bit your clothes are tugged and removed from your form and you do nothing but let out a little pleasured breath as you feel control slipping further and further away from your grasp.
In a few blinks of the eye, your clothes are all tossed to the ground and you are left fully nude surrounded by the creature's miasma. Slowly, the slime's tendrils coil and coil around your body but they never grow tight or press too firmly against the skin beneath your fur. It lifts you off of the ground with ease and care as it brings you close to its body. You feel the press of that cool surface against your cheek and it feels magical against the swarming heat inside of your mind.
There is something edging closer and closer to the center of your spirit and mind, but you don't push it away. You're adrift on a sea of pleasant feelings and happiness. There is no stress, no anxiety, nothing making you feel any pressure at all and because of that, you allow the presence to enter your mind and take root. A part of you feels some sort of fear at the presence circling your mind, but calm soon returns as you feel cold and warmth mixing together to wash over you in a pleasant sensation that you can only call bliss.
You feel your eyes growing heavy and you shut them without thinking about it. You hear a voice whispering in your mind, a strange a soothing tone full of silver and dripping with ambrosia.
"Hello, friend. Won't you stay with me? Or play with me? You can leave if you only want to play, but if you stay I have to change you so you can be mine forever after. So will you stay or will you only play?"
There are strange sensations at play inside of your mind. You aren't sure if the voice you hear is the creature that is caressing you so kindly with those smooth tendrils, or if it is some sort of unseen force.
With a sigh you decide:
[[A little bit of play won't hurt. |SlimePlayTime]]
[[Staying here would be bliss. |SlimePrep]]The clouds covering your mind clear just enough for you to realize that there is some sort of inherent danger in allowing this creature to continue what it is doing. You pull away with a loud gasp and find that you're short of breath and that the creature's tendrils were worming their way through your clothes without your permission. You feel your heart thumping against your chest and that sickeningly sweet scent is still playing perverted tricks on your mind. You shake your head to push away the cloud some more and back away from the creature's encroaching tendrils. You notice that the slime's limbs are moving in a slow manner, inching along the air, but the closer they get the weaker you feel as you take deep breaths of that strange and alluring scent.
With no other recourse, you turn away from the creature and run. Your mind is still muddled by that odd scent that remains stuck to your mind, but you're at the very least able to control your limbs and run now that fear is fresh on your tongue. You feel as if the creature could catch up to you any second, but after a bit of panic you slow down and turn your head to see that neither the pond or the creature are anywhere near you.
With a sigh, you look ahead to see your escape from this strange fungal forest.
[[Ahead a few familiar blackened trees gather with crystals on the edges. |BackToForestSlime]]
You run toward the path where you see the blackened trees. Your mind is still foggy with that strange scent and you want to get out of the strange fungal forest as fast as you can. Familiar sights of blackened gnarled trees open up on the path as your running is forced to slow to a walk due to the gathering trees surrounding you. Again you feel the pangs of claustraphobia hitting you, but still, you move with the intent of breaching through the path. Eventually, you reach a set of bushes covered in slime and you step through them without a moments consideration. With that, you're back at the start of your journey, standing there with wide eyes as you think of the impossibility of the situation. You stand at the center of the area and look at your directions. North is a stony path that looks so eerily familiar that you know it must be the same one from the start. To the east where you see the dirt path with crystals on either side and to the west, where you just came from with the bushes dotted with slime.
No sense in thinking about it too much. You just have to go.
[[Head north where the familiar stones wait for you. |Fancy]]
[[Head east where you can see the dirt path with the crystals on either side. |Followed]]
<<if $genital is "P">>
The creature seems to accept your answer with some grace. Your mind is still mired in that strange sweet fog and your body trembles in response to the tendrils coiling around your form. You aren't sure what playtime could mean to a creature of this size and type, but you feel like it might be fun, if only because of the influence on your mind. In the creature's grasp, you do nothing but wait as you feel the tendrils crawling over your body. Every touch across your body seems so slow and yet so deliberate, meant to press in just the right places as the tendrils crawl further and further toward your legs. The cool surface of the slime's tendrils eases the heat that suddenly begins to burn inside of your body as you feel them crawling closer to the more sensitive portions of your body.
Everything the creature does seems to be at the same steady pace with deliberate movements pushing and caressing the aches and pains out of your body with a certain sense of love and care. Its tendrils coil around your cock before squeezing slowly. Its other gooey limbs move to wrap about your waist and beneath your tail to press against the hole between your rear cheeks. You shudder as you feel the slick tendril press and push against your tight ring, groaning as you suddenly feel the tip press inside.
Even with the slime's influence rolling about your mind, you're surprised that the pain of penetration doesn't seem to exist. You're sure you haven't done much before, but you can only feel pleasure as the tendril inside of your rear buries itself deeper. Every inch of the goo inside of you seems to be pressing outwards to stretch and caress your insides. At the same time, the single tendril that had been coiling around your cock now envelops it entirely in slime. Your shaft twitches and throbs violently within the slime as it grips tightly on your member. Every inch of your cock is pressed and pushed in every direction and in the most gentle and loving of manners meant to stimulate and edge you closer and closer to your orgasm.
With so much stimulation happening all at once, how could you possibly keep up?
You gasp as the heat in your gut grows too intense and almost as soon as you feel your climax rising, you cum. Thick seed pours out from the tip of your cock and splashes inside of the creature's tendril where it moves towards the main body of the slime. With that done, the creature removes the appendage in your rear and lowers you to the ground gently.
[[Out of breath, you decide it is time to clean up. |SlimeCleanUp]]
<<elseif $genital is "V">>
The creature seems to accept your answer with some grace. Your mind is still mired in that strange sweet fog and your body trembles in response to the tendrils coiling around your form. You aren't sure what playtime could mean to a creature of this size and type, but you feel like it might be fun, if only because of the influence on your mind. In the creature's grasp, you do nothing but wait as you feel the tendrils crawling over your body. Every touch across your body seems so slow and yet so deliberate, meant to press in just the right places as they crawl further and further toward your legs. The cool surface of the slime's tendrils eases the heat that suddenly begins to burn inside of your body as you feel them crawling closer to the more sensitive portions of your body.
Every movement that the slime takes seems to be so slow and yet so deliberate. Little touches on your body feel so strangely good, almost as if every tendril has multiple appendages moving at once to massage and caress the aches and worries out of your body. Around your legs and between the gooey appendages roll and twist and squeeze against your form. You twitch and let out little gasps as the tendrils lay their cool touch on you and a heat blossoms inside of you as you feel them twitching ever so close to both of your holes. You feel one sliding against your sensitive slit and you cry out from the simple sensation of being touched there. You're surprised at how sensitive you are and even squirm despite the blissful effects of the creature's influence on your mind.
You can feel the folds of your pussy parting for the tendril sliding inside. The warmth of your body turns to a boil as you feel that slick thing slowly pressing inside of you. It isn't the penetration that has you gasping and moaning, but rather the feeling of the tendrils slime pressing outward against your inner walls to stretch and grind against them. Every little movement from the slime seems to send a shiver up your spine that ends in a little moan from out your mouth.
A yelp then slips out as you feel a tendril slide into your rear without pause or struggle and you moan again as you feel pleasure strike you from both of your holes. You hadn't toyed around with your rump that much, but even still you can only feel a sort of sore thronging pleasure rushing from within. You can feel the pull of your climax tugging on your insides as another one of the creature's gooey tendrils moves to press and push against your clit your body already on edge from the mixture of touch and mental influence.
You gasp and feel your insides clench tightly as your orgasm strikes a chord through your body. The gush of pleasure sends a rumbling through the slime that you're sure is happiness. Your body is then slowly lowered to the ground where the tendrils are removed from your insides.
[[Left panting on the floor, you figure you might as well clean up and get ready to keep on moving. |SlimeCleanUp]]
<</if>>You can feel the rippling happiness of the gooey monster rolling through your body as you answer it. The presence in your mind slowly drifts away, but you don't want it to. You whine and squirm in the creature's touch and you feel it pause in its retreat. It gingerly returns to your mind and its tendrils tighten around you as if to keep you insulated from your own fears.
"I'm so sorry...I asked you to stay and yet I was about to leave. Please accept my apology, please accept my love."
You nod wearily and nearly pur as you feel a tendril carressing your cheek. The soft press of that tendril at your lips gives you cause to open your mouth. A bit of confusion colors your mind, but as you taste the tendril your body shivers in a mix of pleasure and excitement. Sweet, so dangerously sweet. The creature's tendril feels cool against your tongue and it seems to seep a liquid which soothes all the aches and pains in your mind and body. You aren't numb, but rather, every part of your form feels just right, just good.
The tendril slowly slips away from your mouth, the presence mirroring the action. This time, you feel no fear and strangely enough, you can't feel fear. There is a sort of dull buzz in the back of your mind either from the influence of the creature or from the strange liquid that had seeped onto your tongue from before. Regardless, your mind is mired in that abyss of pleasent sensation and you can't leave.
Once the tendril that had been gracing your tongue and presence of the gooey creature are gone from you, your eyes open to see that the slug-like beast seems to grow in strange ways before it starts to stretch out toward you.
[[Await your fate in bliss. |SlimeTransform]]You watch as the creature's gooey body slowly starts to stretch and reach over your own. Cool and gentle tendrils coil and coil around your legs to tug you closer to the beast's massive body to pull you inside of it bit by bit. Surprising and yet pleasant warmth engulfs your lower half as you feel the slime of the creature creeping over your form. Up and up the creature's body moves until almost every inch of your body is covered in the slime. It seems so strange, so odd that you're so calm, so very weird that it feels so good being caressed by the insides the creature, but it most certainly isn't wrong. It almost feels as if the creature's insides are molding your body, pressing and caressing at just the right points to make you feel just right.
When your head dips below the surface, you expect your breath to be taken away, but oddly enough, you can still breathe without trouble. You open your mouth and take a breath only to drink deeply of the slime within. That same dangerously sweet flavor assaults your taste buds along with the smooth sensation of the goo slipping down your throat. You're being fed and carressed at the same time and you can feel yourself growing fat and happy from the situation. Strange that it seems that you are so content here when you were so intent on going home, but when you think about it, you have found your home.
The creature had asked if you wanted to stay, and you had agreed to that not knowing what it meant, only that you wanted more of whatever the creature had to offer. There was still some part of you that held concern for whatever was happening, but that small portion of your mind begins to grow weaker and weaker as you stumble towards complete and utter bliss.
It is strange. Strange and somehow so enchanting how the ebb and flow of the slime's insides feel, it almost feels as if you're a part of them. You can feel the troubles of your body fading away. Aches and pains from past events both mental and physical washing off as the world simply grows calm. Just as the final pieces of whatever concern you might have had fade, the slime lets you free, your new slippery body sliding into the water next to your friend.
Your new body is soft, wiggly and rather pleasent. You're a green slug-like slime just like your place of origin and you look around with little antanea bouncing as you examine your surroundings. You can still see, you can still think, but everything feels good. No aches, no pains and what thoughts you have seem happy. One word rings out in your mind and you feel a tremble of happines roll through your new form as you hear it, "Kin."
<<linkappend "End.">>
<</linkappend>>Even though you thought to get clean and get your clothes back on, it took a few moments of being stuck in a blissful stupor before your mind clears up enough for you to get up and start to fish around for your clothes. Once you were fully dressed you shake your head in an attempt to wake up just a bit more from that dream that the creature had put you under. You can still hear the whispers of the slime slug's influence on your mind and moreover, it feels oddly sad that the creature's presence is fading from you. When you finally feel like you can think straight, you turn to the creature to thank it for a good time and right at that moment, the slime slug touches a tendril to your head.
"Thank you for playing with me. I know you'll be leaving...But please think of coming again...Now, follow my little friend and you'll find out where you need to go, where you need to be to go where you desire."
You blink and wonder how in the world the slime knew that you had a desire to go home, but you don't voice your question. You remember feeling the strange slime slug's presence entering your mind and in that, you realize you already know how it understands what you desire.
As the slime removes its tendril from your head, a little ball of goo pops off of the slug and bobs on the surface of the pond for just a few seconds before hopping onto shore next to you. It hops and twists and bounces next to and around your feet before it starts to roll away.
You take one last look at the giant slime slug and give a little wave with a small smile as thanks for the fun and start moving.
<<linkappend "You don't think the slime will mislead you and so you follow your little friend.">>
Through the rest of the forest, the slime takes you until you come across a path of laid stone that seems so eerily familiar. You feel as though you've seen it before, but at the same time feel as if you shouldn't be too worried about it. You look down to see that your slime friend is standing next to the path rather than on it and you figure that this is where you need to be.
[[This is the right way then. |Fancy]]
<</linkappend>>You take one step inside of the manor and look around from side to side. A long hallway awaits with a relatively clean red carpet lining the floor. You're sure that those doors are going to close on you as soon as you take another step inside and you already feel as if eyes are watching your every movement from the wall. Aiding this is a sudden voice that echoes from nowhere and everywhere all at once.
"Well! Go on! Step inside and close the door while you're at it! You are being rather rude just letting a draft in you know? If I wanted a draft then I would have left the windows open. So come come! Hurry and don't dally. Second door on your right is where you will find me."
The rather posh voice speaks with a mixture of some sort of irritation and amusement. It is nice to know that your fears are somewhat confirmed, but at the very least whatever is haunting this place seems to take manners into considertion.
Stepping fully into the manor you still expect the doors to shut by themselves, but when they don't you turn around and take hold of the door to do it yourself just like the voice said. You would rather not annoy your host if you can help it.
<<linkappend "Now, to the second door on your right.">>
Down the hall, you go while looking around at the different objects. There were paintings on the wall with blank canvases. Wilted flowers were hung in pots here and there as well, but they still seemed fragrant enough to catch your nose with their sweet scents. Candles mounted on the wall lit the hall and yet you felt as if you were in a dark abyss. Being inside of this hall, in this manor, it reminds you of the start of your journey when you nearly fell to those strange tendrils in the darkness that nearly helped you to a permanent sleep. Your heart feels heavy, but on you go.
The second door on your right was a dark wood door with vines growing along the brass handle. You blink and reach to take the handle wondering if you should or shouldn't?
[[Open the door and head on through. |NewFriend]]
[[Do a bit of exploring first. |ExtraHallway]]
<</linkappend>>You take hold of the old handle on the door and it creaks as you turn it, the vines crumpling at your touch. You push the door open and step into what you can only describe as a study. The floor is lined with a burgundy carpet that feels softer than the one outside in the hall. Bookshelves line one of the walls with a fireplace alive and crackling. You look to see a great desk set near a window and behind the desk is what you can only assume to be your host, a rather imposing host at that.
Even seated they're taller than you, with coal black fur that seems to wisp and shiver like shadows flickering against an open flame. You can't see their face because it is covered by a mask made out of a stag's skull. When they notice you're there. They rise from their seat and step around their desk to give you a curt bow. Their hands are tipped with what appear to be claws and great cloven hooves press down into the ground. A flickering tail coils around their body as if to join in on the ridiculously mannered bow, and when they rise their voice comes like soft silk against your neck.
"Welcome to my estate. I am Alun. How may I help you?"
You feel the sensation of exhaustion suddenly touching your body, but you hold your ground against the enchanting voice.
<<if visited ("IlliaTown") gt 0>>
You shake your head to drive off the coming sleepiness that seems to be trying to creep its way into your mind. You tell the Alun that you would like to go home and that Illia had said that this place was the right direction to get you back to your own world.
When they hear that you are trying to go home, a twinkling begins to sparkle in the hollows of their mask. It feels as if their gaze is trying to pierce your very insides to examine you from there and throughout. There is a sort of strange and gut-wrenching feeling that raptures your body, shaking it for just a second before you snap back to reality with the sound of Alun's voice.
"So you want to go home? Perhaps I can help...In fact, I would perhaps be happy to help. Would you want to go home so soon though? I could entertain you, and you could entertain me."
There is something dangerous about the way they mention entertainment, something that has the hackles at the back of your neck standing on end. At the same time, that danger is enticing, exciting, and at the back of your mind you can't help but feel curious start to flow forth.
[[Focus on home. |GoingHome]]
[[Perhaps, take a chance and ask what they mean by entertainment. |AlunOptions]]
<<elseif visited ("SlimeCleanUp") gt 0>>
You remember that the slime had led you to this point, motioning that you would find your way home here at this strange manor. When you explain how and why you are here while combating the strange sleepiness invading your mind. That sensation creeping and crawling around your head like some sort of strange miasma seems so different and much more threatening than the slime's influence. You remain steadfast and stand tall there before Alun, though you can't help but feel unnerved.
When they hear that you are trying to go home, a twinkling begins to sparkle in the hollows of their mask. It feels as if their gaze is trying to pierce your very insides to examine you from there and throughout. There is a sort of strange and gut-wrenching feeling that raptures your body, shaking it for just a second before you snap back to reality with the sound of Alun's voice.
"So you want to go home? Perhaps I can help...In fact, I would perhaps be happy to help. Would you want to go home so soon though? I could entertain you, and you could entertain me."
There is something dangerous about the way they mention entertainment, something that has the hackles at the back of your neck standing on end. At the same time, that danger is enticing, exciting, and at the back of your mind you can't help but feel curiousity start to flow forth.
[[Focus on home. |GoingHome]]
[[Perhaps, take a chance and ask what they mean by entertainment. |AlunOptions]]
<<else>>
What can you really say? You wandered here on accident and found yourself in a strange and foreign place full of magic and mysteries. You aren't even really sure if you're dreaming or not and at the end of the day, you just want to go home. Such a simple desire and such a simple thing to say, and so you tell Alun your only want.
When they hear that you are trying to go home, a twinkling begins to sparkle in the hollows of their mask. It feels as if their gaze is trying to pierce your very insides to examine you from there and throughout. There is a sort of strange and gut-wrenching feeling that raptures your body, shaking it for just a second before you snap back to reality with the sound of Alun's voice.
"So you want to go home? Perhaps I can help...In fact, I would perhaps be happy to help. Would you want to go home so soon though? I could entertain you, and you could entertain me."
There is something dangerous about the way they mention entertainment, something that has the hackles at the back of your neck standing on end. At the same time, that danger is enticing, exciting, and at the back of your mind you can't help but feel curiousity start to flow forth.
[[Focus on home. |GoingHome]]
[[Perhaps, take a chance and ask what they mean by entertainment. |AlunOptions]]
<</if>>There is a hint of disappointment flowing through the air that strikes you. It is something that you feel pressing against your chest in the strangest of ways, but for only one brief moment before it is pulled back violently. The lights in the mask flicker out of existence and a deep sigh like a wind able to sway trees escapes the shadowy creature from beneath the mask.
"I see. I have enjoyed what little we have spoken, but I would have enjoyed more. I am obliged to aid those souls who wish to return to their home, so never fear. Now hold still."
You blink and tilt your head at that. Suddenly, Alun is upon you, arms coiling around your body along with shadowy tendrils bringing you into the darkness. You gasp and struggle and squirm as the creature holds you and pulls you into themselves. You feel your struggling growing weaker and weaker. Your eyes slowly start to shut and a biting cold begins to coil around your body.
You have no choice this time as your eyes shut and you enter the realm of shadows. Long limbs emerge from the darkness and grab onto your body, pulling you deeper and deeper as everything starts to fade. Your eyes are shut. You can feel nothing but cold. Is this truly the way home?
[[Go home. |Home]]You're a bit frightened of the possibilities, but you decide to ask what options might your host be presenting you with. Entertainment might mean a variety of things to a creature like this. It might mean a world of hurt or a world of pleasure depending on what type of mood or what type of entertainment the creature enjoyed. Not so surpsingly, it seems that Alun revels in your fear.
The lights in the room dim and the flames in the fireplace begin to weaken and turn to small embers that barely light the space around it. You shudder as you feel cold creeping toward you as Alun takes a few steps in your direction. Naturally, you back away, feeling the ice of the air creep up your spine slowly until it feels like hands are on your shoulders. A mist pours from the shadowy creature and you can see darkness flickering off of Alune's body, the shadows licking the air like wild flames eager to touch you. When you blink, Alun disappears and you look around until you see that the hands on your shoulders belong to the shadowy creature.
Before you can pull away, Alun whispers in a hypnotic tone that crawls through your mind and makes you feel dizzy, "I can take you here, now, make you wish to never leave with only my body and yours as the catalyst. I will breed you, break you, make you mine...And should you wish it I could be a danger to you too. I could make sure that you never leave here...And perhaps, danger is what you seek. So what will it be, danger, or sex."
[[You feel the pull of hunger and lust pull you toward the option of sex. It also seems like a safe bet. |AlunSex]]
[[Strange, how danger seems so attractive, how danger seems so enticing, you can only wonder what will happen, how you might be drawn into what trap and what that trap might entail. |DangerAlun]]
[[Suggest instead, perhaps, conversation. That can be entertaining. |AlunConversation]]The strange allure of danger isn't where your heart is set, instead, you feel the heat of your body tugging you in a different direction. It isn't a clear desire that burns from within, but rather something inside of your mind that pokes and prods you toward that way. Even as you're thinking about accepting eagerly, Alun is there, their hands working to strip you of your clothes.
Every touch of their shadowy digits on your body seemed to bring strange shivers down your body. Even now you could tell that Alun's presence was affecting you, pushing you toward lust when perhaps you might've thought of home or something else. The feeling of your lust only seemed to grow worst as you accepted his offer, your body becoming steeped in the warmth of your own desires being twisted and pushed toward further depravity.
"Drop to your knees."
Before you could really register the words, you dropped to your knees. A gasp escaped your mouth as you looked toward the shadowy creature's crotch to see an equine cock thick and long resting against your cheek. Without your permission, your paws move to squeeze on the shaft, the heat of the member throbbing through your digits as you begin to pass your paws up and down the length of that massive thing. A little groan of pleasure sounds off from beneath the mask as your digits dance along the length of their massive shaft. A force inside of you brings your lips toward the underside. You kiss and kiss along the length, the heat inside of you growing as you hear Alun moaning their pleasure. Your tongue slowly ran up the length to the tip before you plant a kiss on that as well.
You dip close for another kiss, but Alun pulls away, "Stop...Any more and I might finish, but my seed belongs inside of you doesn't it?"
[[Of course it does. |AlunCreampie]]Your answer is in the nature of self-destruction and curiousity of things that may or may not end with your suffering. There is an amused chuckle that echoes in the room as the lights flicker and dim until only the embers of the fireplace are lighting small portions of the room.
<<linkappend "With a shudder, it begins.">>
Alun's presence is behind you, his arms coiled around your body, his voice at your ear suddenly sending a wave of hypnotic suggestion through your mind and body, "I have a simple request...Such a simple thing, I would like to keep you as my own. Should you want to go home, you can pull away, but I beg of you, stay with me."
How is this dangerous? For one second you have that thought and then suddenly your mind grows dark and cold. The sound of the dying fireplace slowly fades away and your eyes grow wide before turning glazed over as you hear whispering directly inside of your mind.
"I am alone here...I only get so many guests and I would love to keep you, as company, and as part of my collection. Fade inside of me, become one with me, there is no need to leave me here alone. Wouldn't that be nice? To be with me? To let me take care of you for now and forever? There would be no need to be concerned, no need for anxiety or strife. Do not struggle. Sink into my spell."
You can feel your mind attempting to struggle against the presence of the shadows invading you from every side. It feels so cold here and the tendrils surrounding you are a source of warmth you can take comfort in.
"Come now, you can say it...What is your true desire."
The influence pushing you one way or the other makes it difficult to think, but still you mutter.
[[I want to go home. |DangerHome]]
[[I want to stay. |DangerEnd]]
<</linkappend>>Alun seems caught off guard by the proposition of simple conversation rather than anything else. The lights in the room return and the fireplace flares to life again as Alun tilts their head and looks at you with what you can only assume is a blank expression. A chuckle then echoes from behind the mask and Alun shifts and fades until they appear again in their seat by the desk.
"Okay, I suppose I can entertain with conversation. I apologize for my reaction. I just haven't had a guest in so long interested in me rather than what I can do. Perhaps this will be more than interesting! So, go on, ask me what you would."
There are many things on your mind. Who is Alun? What type of creature are they? And so many more. You aren't really sure how to not sound invasive, but only because all of your questions are about Alun. You suppose you could answer a question about the manor, but again that would seem like a question about Alun's life.
[[Ask Alun what they are. |AlunSpecies]]
[[Ask Alun why they are here by themselves.|AlunReasons]]Alun's hands came together to steeple, claw tip to claw tip, as they tilted their head back and forth. The shadows surrounding their body seemed to flick and twist in strange ways, almost like question marks coming off of their body. When they were finally finished thinking, they leaned back and simply shrugged.
"I can't really say. Or rather, I don't really know. I was born here. I crawled from the shadows, or better to say, the shadows became what I am now and here I remained. Some refer to me as a shade, some as a revenant and some even fear me as a sort of demon, but I suppose I am just me and that is all that has ever mattered. Is there anything else you would care to ask?"
You weren't really sure what type of answer to expect, but Alun being some sort of ghost was not the answer you had thought of at all, still, it was better than nothing and the conversation was at the very least pique your interest. At the same time, your curiosity only seemed to increase of the question, why were they here in the first place?
[[Ask why they remain, why they are here still in this strange place. |AlunReasons]]The soft sound of a chuckle echoed from the masked figure after you finished asking what you desired to know from Alun. They seemed to take some sort of amusement from either the way you asked your question, or the question itself. The cold from before seems to have faded away as their jovial nature warms the air and makes you feel comfortable again. It is strange to think how they have such control over the sway of your emotions, or perhaps that is just their general presence effecting you. The more you spend time around them, the more you wonder if what they're doing is something natural to their body, or something that they want to do to you.
When finally they're ready to respond, their words are slow as if they were still thinking, "I am...Here I suppose for my own entertainment and well...Where else would I go? This world has many things in it and the doors within this manor lead to many different places depending on my wims...I don't even know if I do that on purpose mind you, but whenever I open a door with a certain intent, I can usually make it a door to where I want. I can see what I do though, I can see how I affect you...And of that and of what you think and feel, I am in control."
You gulp and feel a chill rolling past your body. Did they read your mind? You aren't sure if you should ask or not if they can or why they are doing what they are doing, but even without your input, they continue their words.
"I am also here to guide lost souls to their homes, should they desire it and perhaps try to persuade some to stay with me and keep me company, but it has been a long time dear. So tell me, would you stay, or would you keep me company with something dangerous or simply sexual?"
Again with those questions! You hadn't expected them to be quite so intent on keeping you around. Perhaps they were really lonely, and perhaps they simply wanted to toy with you. Either way, it was time for a decision.
[[Play with danger. |DangerAlun]]
[[Curiousity edges your decision toward sex. |AlunSex]]
[[Home at this moment, sounds like a wonderful thing. |GoingHome]]Cold. It feels so cold, and yet you can feel that icy chill instead of being numb which at the very least means you're alive. Your eyes are closed, but you're awake. You can feel warmth through the biting cold touching your eyelids beckoning you to open them and when you do, you see the sun.
You blink and remain there beneath the glare of the sun for a few moments. Before long, you can feel the warmth of the shining star bearing down on you, helping your tired body wake up from the chill of being asleep in the cold. Soon, you start testing your limbs to see if anything is hurt. Snow covers the majority of your body and slides off as you slowly sit up. Everything feels sore as if you had been walking for years and your head is ringing terribly. When you look toward the sky again, you can see the mountain.
Looking around, you discover that you're back in your own home world. You stand up on wobbly legs and nearly topple over before you find your balance. Were you really sent home? Or did you never leave? Everything in the other world had seemed so real. It is so strange to think that you're back after what felt like hours upon hours of being in some sort of strange place full of magic and wonder, but right now here you are among the trees of your own home world beneath the sun and white clouds.
<<if $IlliaLewdSelfie is true>>
You pull your phone out and flick the screen on to see that it is a day after you left and almost breaching the afternoon at that. You frown and move to put your phone back, but pause as you remember something. With shakey digits, you tap away at the screen until you're at your photo album, and within you find the picture of you and Illia.
That kiss was short lived, but the moment before it had been fantastic, but more importantly, the picture meant that what you had experienced was real.
<<elseif $IlliaSlefie is true>>
You pull your phone out and flick the screen on to see that it is a day after you left and almost breaching the afternoon at that. You frown and move to put your phone back, but pause as you remember something. With shakey digits, you tap away at the screen until you're at your photo album, and within you find the picture of you and Illia.
The conversations that you had with Illia had been wonderful, despite the fact that she might have taunted you here and there. Eventually, you came to know someone in that world that cared. More importantly, it meant that what you had experienced was real.
<</if>>
Maybe, maybe you would decide to take a trip back up the mountain one day to see that other world again, or at the very least see what is up near the top. With a sigh, mist trailing from your mouth, you turn your back on the mountain and start walking home.
<<linkappend "End">>
[[Restart? |Introduction][state.restart()]]
<</linkappend>>A seething hiss pours through the shadows breaking you out of the strange hypnotic gaze that touched your mind. The relaxation that had been forced over you now had turned into a stirring panic as you looked around and around for a way out of the darkness. You saw no light, felt no warmth, only the cold of the shadows drawing closer and closer until they were upon you. You could feel the lash of something leathery on your flesh as the shadows coiled around your limbs. You struggled, but only for a few seconds before you were suddenly dragged in deep by a powerful pull.
As the darkness pools above your eyes, you hear a voice cut through the shadows with two last words, "Take care."
<<linkappend "After those words, you're submerged in darkness and silence.">>
Somewhere down the line, you blacked out. Your mind was kept numb for so long that perhaps you had experienced death. You awaken with a gasp and a deep gulp of breath, sitting straight up with your paw on your chest and your eyes wide as if you had just woken up from a nightmare. You look around and notice that you're back in your own world at the base of the mountain covered in snow. Shivering, you stand slowly and work the aches and pains out of your body. Had that been real?
<<if $IlliaLewdSelfie is true>>
You pull your phone out and flick the screen on to see that it is a day after you left and almost breaching the afternoon at that. You frown and move to put your phone back, but pause as you remember something. With shakey digits, you tap away at the screen until you're at your photo album, and within you find the picture of you and Illia.
That kiss was short lived, but the moment before it had been fantastic, but more importantly, the picture meant that what you had experienced was real.
<<elseif $IlliaSlefie is true>>
You pull your phone out and flick the screen on to see that it is a day after you left and almost breaching the afternoon at that. You frown and move to put your phone back, but pause as you remember something. With shakey digits, you tap away at the screen until you're at your photo album, and within you find the picture of you and Illia.
The conversations that you had with Illia had been wonderful, despite the fact that she might have taunted you here and there. Eventually, you came to know someone in that world that cared. More importantly, it meant that what you had experienced was real.
<</if>>
There were some reasons that guided you to believe that you should never come back to the mountain ever again, but there were some things that made you think, made you wonder if perhaps a trip back up the mountain to confirm some things might be interesting? At the very least, you could face Alun and tell them off for frightening you so much. For now, it was time to go home.
<<linkappend "End">>
[[Restart? |Introduction][state.restart()]]
<</linkappend>>
<</linkappend>>You whisper your answer with the barest of noises escaping your lips. Even the act of speaking at the moment is so very hard, so very difficult underneath the influence of Alun, your new master, and home. You hear and feel the joy of the shadows as they pull you deeper and deeper within. Your eyes are open for just a few moments before sleep slowly starts taking you. Darkness surrounds your vision and even as you close your eyes you can feel it coiling around your body. There had been so much cold before, so much pain in every little movement, but now there was only a sense of numbing bliss that kept every little woe away from you. There is no fear, there is no struggle, there is only a strange bliss that fills your body as you hear a voice whispering.
<<linkappend "Welcome home...">>
End.
[[Restart? |Introduction][state.restart()]]
<</linkappend>><<if $genital is "V">>
You rise with the movement of his hand on your chin pulling you upward. A shudder rolls through your body as shadows dip from their digits down your body to caress through your fur. You can feel the tendrils coiling around you, keeping you safe and secure in the hold of the dark magic surrounding you. Alun moves around toward your back, their hand slipping from your chin all the way down to your waist. Both of their hands grab on either side of your hips to bring you up into the air as if you weighed nothing. You yelp and squirm just a bit in their grasp, but you slowly calmed as you felt the press of their chest against your back.
It is strange, that you do not feel the beating of their heart against your body and that there is no warmth emitted from Alun's form. It truly feels as if they are a ghost in this strange manor, a guide for those who wish to come and go. Anything that you feel almost seems like an illusion brought on by their magic, not that you mind at all.
The fur of Alun's body felt more like soft felt more than anything else. You had expected it to feel rough, but instead, it really did feel like what you might expect out of living shadows. When your eyes trailed down you shuddered as you saw their cock twitching and ready between your legs. A small tendril held a glass vial full of a clear and viscous liquid. The cork was already off and the vial itself was tipped over to let that oil out onto the monster's equine cock. You weren't sure if you could handle all of that, but lube would most certainly help with the situation.
The flared tip of Alun's cock presses against your wet folds and even through the hypnotic suggestion of the creature's influence you still felt your cheeks pale. Whether they could feel how nervous you were, or they were simply taking joy in watching you tremble and squirm, they chuckled. You frowned just a bit and were about to say something, but your words shifted into a gasp as you felt the tip breach your insides.
A gasp flows from your mouth as you feel their shaft press inside of you, inch by inch. The shadowy creature takes it slow with you, bringing their shaft inside gingerly as they lower you down while occasionally jerking up to fit more within. Every little jolt and motion causes you to shiver and shake as your wet insides work to accommodate that massive thing. You aren't sure if it is because that lube just works so well or for other reasons, but you can't feel any pain at all. What you feel is the dull heat of pleasure resonating inside of you from your pussy to the rest of your body.
It is with the realization that you aren't experiencing pain that suddenly you find your body being lowered faster until it feels like you've been dropped. Every inch of that cock is inside of your heat and you're left moaning due to the warmth throbbing and stretching your pussy. All the while, Alun continues to chuckle as their shadows coil and wrap around you. The body at your back is trembling, a hot breath passing down your body from beneath the mask as you are suddenly brought up and down firmly. It is a sudden change in pace that has your insides clenching tight and your body growing hotter as you feel the pleasure press deep inside of you.
Your own climax suddenly strikes your body whether from mental influence or simply your own body's needs at the same time that Alun's cock inside of your pussy begins to fill you with a torrent of cum that has you concerned whether or not you'll get pregnant. Perhaps you'll worry more about that later, but for now, you're a moaning mess in their arms, your toes clenching and your eyes fluttering as you feel hot seed filling you to the brim.
After every drop is inside of you, Alun's cock slips out of your pussy with a wet pop. Drops of their seed splattering on the floor.
[[It was time for a bit of clean up. |AlunCleanUp]]
<<elseif $genital is "P">>
You rise with the movement of his hand on your chin pulling you upward. A shudder rolls through your body as shadows dip from their digits down your body to caress through your fur. You can feel the tendrils coiling around you, keeping you safe and secure in the hold of the dark magic surrounding you. Alun moves around toward your back, their hand slipping from your chin all the way down to your waist. Both of their hands grab on either side of your hips to bring you up into the air as if you weighed nothing. You yelp and squirm just a bit in their grasp, but you slowly calmed as you felt the press of their chest against your back.
It is strange, that you do not feel the beating of their heart against your body and that there is no warmth emitted from Alun's form. It truly feels as if they are a ghost in this strange manor, a guide for those who wish to come and go. Anything that you feel almost seems like an illusion brought on by their magic, not that you mind at all.
The fur of Alun's body felt more like soft felt more than anything else. You had expected it to feel rough, but instead, it really did feel like what you might expect out of living shadows. When your eyes trailed down you shuddered as you saw their cock twitching and ready between your legs. A small tendril held a glass vial full of a clear and viscous liquid. The cork was already off and the vial itself was tipped over to let that oil out onto the monster's equine cock. You weren't sure if you could handle all of that, but lube would most certainly help with the situation.
You felt the tip of their cock slide between your rear cheeks and kiss your puckered ring and in response, you tremble in a bit of fear still managing to edge its way through your mind. A chuckle breaths below the shadowy creature's mask and you frown in response, feeling more than just a little embarrassed before you suddenly gasp aloud and squeak.
Your rear is stretched wide open as the tip of the equine cock presses inside of you. Your inner walls squeeze tightly onto that thick shaft and you find yourself moaning as that powerful member begins to press inside of you slowly inch by inch. You're surprised, shocked that such a thing entering you elicits no pain. Pleasure runs up and down your spine as your rear stretches to accommodate the shade's cock.
There is something strange about the fact that you're feeling no pain, odd about the fact that every movement inside of your rear brings you pleasure. Your body is then suddenly brought down firmly and you can feel heavy balls kissing your own and rather than cry in pain, you moan aloud and whimper. Your own cock twitches and throbs, pre dribbling from the tip and down to where both sets of balls are kissing.
Up and down your body is moved, a pressure building in your gut and cock as you feel the rutting begin. Your insides are stretched and you swear you can feel it bulging against your abdomen as your body is continually brought down and down again and all the while the beast thrusting up toward you. Shadows coiled around your arms and legs as if to keep you in place, but you noticed a violent trembling in those tendrils similar to the throbbing you felt in your rear from the massive equine cock pounding your insides.
It wasn't long before you felt a rush of hot cum inside of your ass, the thick seed coating your inner walls causing you to gasp and squeak while your toes curl and your own meager cock twitches and twitches until your own orgasm pops from just being bred.
Their cock slipped out of your rear with a wet pop, cum dripping between Alun's legs. Another chuckle sounded off as your head drooped and your eyes shut, mouth open and panting.
[[After a break, clean up would be great. |AlunCleanUp]]
<</if>>Even after you're set back on the ground, you have to take a few moments to recover from your rutting. A few aches and pains start to blossom here and there as you stand on your own two feet away from the shade. If it was their magic keeping you free from harm, then everything you are feeling now is perhaps what you were supposed to be feeling before. Alun seems fine and happy, the shade moving around to pick up your clothes for you while humming a happy tune. You yourself are happy enough, but still shivering from the contact.
When you've fully dressed again, you sigh, wobbling just a bit before you turn around. Alun is there, right in front of you, eyes glowing behind the mask. You blink and take a step back but their arms coil around you to bring you close, tendrils wrapping around your body as you gasp.
"Shhh...Let's take you home now."
You struggle for a few moments before you feel darkness begin to take you. Panic fills you for only one second before you feel a sudden cool calm take over. Your body freezes, your mind blanks out, and you feel yourself being pulled deeper and deeper into the shadows of Alun's body. Eventually, you hear a voice echoing through the dark.
"Thank you for your time."
[[And with that, you're gone.|Home]]<<if visited ("ExtraHallway") gt 1>>
Here you are, back at the hallway with so many options to choose from. Where do you decide to go?
[[The door with a serpent handle and goat and feline motif above the frame. |Val]]
[[The door with a blue scarf draped over a hook. |Bug]]
[[The door with the red necktie around the knob with the door that smells like coffee |Tinya]]
[[Decide to greet your host instead. |NewFriend]]
<<else>> You are stuck in between thoughts. On the one side, you could enter the room and meet your gracious host who is most likely some sort of monster of the spiritual variety, or you could explore the hallway full of doors that most assuredly lead to who knows where since you're just as likely to open a door and step into a beautiful solar or step into the seventh dimension of some off-brand hell.
Just as you step away from the door, you hear the same voice from before, "I will be waiting here until you decide to come back, or until you grow tired of this journey. Please, feel free to explore my home...Feel free to use the servants who live here with me. Should you find any that appeal you. The doors should let you know what to expect, or at least who to expect. Take your time enjoying my collection."
You look at the door with a little frown. The voice chuckles and the sound of laughter echoes through the hall sending a shiver down your spine. You suppose you could at the very least explore the manor. Whether or not you will use or not use any of the strange creature's collection is up to you, whatever that means.
<<linkappend "Down the hall you walk.">>
There are many doors, as the voice had said, and all of them have unique symbols with some holding objects on the various knobs and handles. Your ears are pricked up trying to maybe hear something from within each door, but within the hallway, it is dead silent. Perhaps you should just go back to where your host awaits. The question is, which door will you choose?
[[The door with a serpent handle and goat and feline motif above the frame. |Val]]
[[The door with a blue scarf draped over a hook. |Bug]]
[[The door with the red necktie around the knob with the door that smells like coffee |Tinya]]
[[Decide to greet your host instead. |NewFriend]]
<</linkappend>>
<</if>>The serpent handle looks rather imposing, with little glittering fangs jutting from an open mouth, but you take hold of it despite your small fears and open slowly to see what you find within. A hot blush washes over your face once the door creaks open fully. Before your eyes is a sight that has your body growing hotter for every second you spend staring. Bound to a stone slab is a hooved creature with black fur and a feline body with a long tail that forks off with snakeheads tipping each.
The tail's mouths are gagged and their yellow eyes sparkle. Next to the stone slab is a sign that reads, "Use her ass thoroughly. Strap-on's in the basket below the sign."
And what an ass it is. Her rump is displayed perfectly with both of her tails opting to remain out of the way for you to observe her plump rear cheeks. Her legs are spread apart and you notice that her ankles aren't bound to anything and that she's spreading herself for anyone to step inside and see. Due to her spreading, you can see the hole between her rear perfectly. Who knows how long she has been here without use, except, you remember that voice and how imposing it sounded. Who knows what creature had come in here nearly every day to use her. Below her rear, you see two heavy orbs along with a limp equine cock dangling uselessly.
Your eyes then trail down until you see the basket. Along with the aforementioned toys, are bottles of lube prepared just for the occasion as well. You're certain to get a good time no matter what you decide out of this, but at the same time you can't help but feel a bit of concern.
Stepping around the stone slab you see that the binds on the wrists of the chimera appear to be made out of some sort of poorly tied nylon. Even from where you stand you can see that she could probably pull herself free. Your eyes then lock with her own yellow orbs and she smiles.
"So...Gonna use me or not? You read the sign, right? I'm here for the pleasure of the master's guests. Anyone and anything can come and use my rear should they desire, or not, it is all up to them and not for me to say. So c'mon...Go ahead and break me in two."
The blush on your cheeks burns further and you take your time in walking back around to her rear. Certainly, the offer is tempting. Her rump is not only inviting, but she seems to be into the whole thing. You saw the hints of hypnotism sparkling in her eyes, but she is a servant meant to be used. You could always turn back, or you could give in to the burning in your loins begging for a chance at her rear.
[[There are other options and other things to look at. |ExtraHallway]]
[[The stirring in your loins is far too much to ignore this beautiful opportunity. |UseVal]]Taking hold of the knob, you twist and turn before pulling the door back carefully. You poke your head inside to take a peek and what you see is a common room, well, common for a mansion you suppose. A fine fur pelt serves as a carpet near the center of the room with several walls lined with what appear to be little packs and other things you might expect to see someone like an adventurer boasting about.
When your eyes trail to the right you see a bed with a large frame and more importantly, someone sitting at the edge with a big smile. This rooms servant is a fellow with purple hide and two antennae on his head. His legs kick back and forth and when he sees you he hops off of the bed, his hands clapping together.
"A guest! That must mean you're here for service right?"
You're surprised to see such enthusiasm about whatever service might be given here, but it becomes clear when you look at his eyes. The bug's eyes sparkle as if there were stars in them, shadows coiling among the stars. Most likely, this servant is a piece of the collection just as the monster had said.
While you mulled that over for a bit, the bug got onto his knees and tilted his head, "I don't do much here...But master has told me to lick the ass of anyone who desires it, a-and to be honest...I enjoy that sort of thing, I did even before I became part of the master's collection. Please...I can see it in your eyes, you worry about me, but don't. I'm happy here, I'm complete here and satisfied doing what I do best, so please, sit on my face, bend over for me, just let me complete my job."
You feel a rush of heat dance along your cheeks as you hear those words. The servant is clearly taken care of. You can see that by the pudge of his stomach and the way he seems to bounce about so happily even as he kneels before you, but at the same time you can't help but wonder if this is right. It is tempting, it is more than just a little tempting to let your pants fall and use the bug's face. Maybe you'll do just that.
[[Give in to desire and step into the room fully. |BugRimjob]]
[[Step back out into the hallway. |ExtraHallway]]The door smells pleasant enough and when you take hold of the knob, you notice that it feels oddly warm to the touch. You squeeze and twist, opening the door before stepping inside to a warmly lit room. A soft rug lines the room and a strange sense of comfort draws you deeper into the room after you shut the door behind you. You hear a giggle coming from your side and you turn to see a large bed covered with pillows and the source of the noise.
A canine woman with golden fur and amber eyes lies on the bed on her stomach. From where you stand, you can see the fact that she's not wearing anything which brings a blistering blush through your cheeks. Her arms are crossed at her and her chin rests atop of them as she stares at you with half-lidded eyes.
"What brings you to my home sweet fox?"
You feel your heart skip a beat and for some strange reason, along with that skip, you feel a nostalgic pang. The brown-haired beauty before you appears to be from your world. There is a strange sense of familiarity in her amber eyes, a feeling that calls to you.
When she sees your longing gaze she shifts until she's on her back and her breasts are bared, "I see...So you're lonely. The master told me to comfort those who are alone, those who need a warm embrace. Come to me. Let me ease your woes."
The offer is tempting, and yet, you know that all of this must be some sort of magic meant to entrap you. You do feel lonely and more than that, you miss your home. Even if it wasn't, this woman was a servant of that voice from before, meaning that she was trapped here despite her pleasant nature. Do you really take advantage of this woman? Do you really indulge in the comforts of this manor's collection?
[[Indulge your lonely heart. |TinyaHug]]
[[Leave with your lonely heart. |ExtraHallway]]You take your first few steps into the room and shut the door behind you. The bug is still kneeling before you with a big smile and perhaps he can already see that you're ready to accept his service. Though you are prepared to have fun with this, you can still feel some reservations fluttering through your gut as you hook your thumbs through the waist of your pants and underwear and drop them both before stepping out of them. Knowing it'll get in the way, you also toss your poncho off onto the bed before looking down at the eager bug.
With a shudder, you turn before gasping as you feel soft digits gripping at your rear. Those gentle digits knead and squeeze your rump before spreading it apart. Your tail lifts and then curls around the bug's head as you feel his mouth grace the tight ring between your rump.
A shudder slides up your back as the bug's tongue slides against your hole. Each lick is gentle and loving with slow movements that make you feel as if there is some sort of passion behind each tongue lashing. Before long you can hear little moans from behind you as the hands on your rear grip tighter. You shiver and wonder what sort of enjoyment the bug could possibly take out of doing this, but at this point, it doesn't matter.
His licking slowly shifts to loving kisses that feel as though he's locking lips with a lover. His lips plant firmly against your rear and you can feel his tongue slipping out from between them to press against your tight hole, edging closer and closer to slipping inside before you feel it. You gasp and struggle to keep yourself up as you feel his tongue dip inside of your rear, his warm spittle coating your insides.
You pump your ass backward and moan as you reach back to hold on tight to the back of the bug's head. His tongue moved faster with your paw at the back of his head urging him on and on as you rolled your hips and pushed back. It didn't take too much longer for it to become nigh impossible to keep yourself up. With a gasp and a squeak, you double over finally releasing the bug's head from your grasp.
Rather than pull away, the bug follows with his tongue planted firmly against your rear, his eyes shut as he takes long laps of your rear before planting one last kiss on your rear, "Was that satisfactory?"
<<linkappend "You nod while getting up slowly. Time to get dressed.">>
While you finish getting dressed, the bug goes back to hop on the bed with a big smile on his face as he kicks his legs back and forth, "Now! If you need me again you know where to find me, or don't, it is all up to you."
With a shudder, you slide into the rest of what you took off and open the door to step back out into the hall.
[[You suppose there are more choice to be made. |ExtraHallway]]
<</linkappend>><<if $genital is "P">> You feel your heart thumping against your chest as you look at the bound girl practically begging to be used. You start to disrobe while thinking of how you're going to use her, of how good it might feel and at the same time you wonder how depraved you are for accepting this. With one paw, you reach to grab her rear, feeling over each cheek before you step back with a sigh.
Slowly, you reach into the basket to take one of the bottles of lube. You squeeze out a generous amount before you start to stroke your cock. After every inch of your shaft is thoroughly coated, you press the tip between her cheeks and against her tight ring. You gasp as you feel her tight ring spread for you, surprised that you push in so easily despite the fact that you hadn't stretched or prepared her. Despite that, her insides seem to tighten and grasp your member as you feed more of it to her rear.
The effect of your cock inside of her rear is almost immediate. She moans and trembles, her tail lashing about as she mewls, "Don't just stick it in like that, grab on and really pound into me! Use me!"
Such spurring brings your hips forward with a sudden jolt you hadn't quite expected out of yourself. Your hips begin moving back and forth with rapid motions to bring your cock deep inside until your balls kiss hers. There is something exciting about using a bound creature for your own desires, an exciting sentiment that the chimera herself seems to share.
Her moans urge you to continue pounding at the same desperate pace as she continues to beg for you to use her. Both of your paws are holding onto her hips for dear life as you continue to slam inside of her rear. It isn't long before you can feel the heat in your gut growing more intense, the pressure in your loins mounting as your knot begins to swell.
You grind yourself closer and closer to her now as you attempt to fit your knot in her tight rear and she squeals in delight as you stretch her wide and enter fully with a wet pop. Your claws clutch firmly at her rump while you bring your hips one last time toward her while shuddering. Warmth bulges against the bottom of your cock and hot seed sprays from the tip into her rear. You can hear her purring a moan as she struggles to bring her hips back toward you to milk your cock.
When you're finished, you're left panting over her.
[[Suppose it is time to clean up after a bit of a rest. |CleanUpVal]]
<<elseif $genital is "V">>
You feel your heart thumping against your chest as you look at the bound girl practically begging to be used. You start to disrobe while thinking of how you're going to use her, of how good it might feel and at the same time you wonder how depraved you are for accepting this. With one paw, you reach to grab her rear, feeling over each cheek before you step back with a sigh.
You reach down to take a knotted strap-on from the and slip into it, sliding the plug inside of your pussy carefully with a shudder. Once you secure it, you take a bottle of lube from the basket and pour out a good amount onto your paw before slapping it onto the toy.
You have to admit, you've never used one of these before, but already it feels exciting due to the end pressed inside of you urging to use it to further the pleasure you're already feeling. Carefully, you take the tip and press it to the chimera's inviting hole. You're surprised to find that her ring eagerly parts for the toy and you edge inside, what is more surprising is the shock of pleasure that presses through you. A sudden sensation causes you to gasp and double over.
The strap-on feels as if it is a part of your body and you can feel her tight inner walls clamping down on it. More than just the feeling around the toy that is running up and down your back, you can feel the plug inside of your heat growing larger for some reason as you thrust.
The chimera herself is practically purring, "More more more! Come on now, don't stop just there!"
With one movement of your hips, you start thrusting deep inside of the chimera's rear. You can feel the heat of her insides grabbing at the toy which feels like a part of your body and doubling your pleasure is the fact that every little sensation seems to travel up the toy and inside of your pussy, pressing against your walls and urging you to keep on going.
Such shocking sensations make it difficult for you to hold yourself back, and yet, you don't want it to end too early.
"Don't. Don't hold yourself back just for me. I need you to feel good, I want you to use me!"
Such a strange thing for her to say, and yet, it is enough to fuel your climax. You feel your insides pressing tightly around the plug keeping you stuffed and a strange sensation crashes against your as the tip of the toy releases something hot and sticky inside of the chimera.
When all is done, you're left panting over her and hoping she at least enjoyed.
[[Time to clean up after a little break. |CleanUpVal]]
<</if>>
Flustered and embarrassed that you did such a thing, you move to clean up and get dressed. You can hear her giggling behind your back and her words are said in a purr, "Thanks for using me darling. Go ahead and come back anytime you want, or just feel free to stay forever...Greet the master for me."
Feeling a burn across your cheeks you scurry toward the door to leave before you embarrass yourself even more, all the while, the bound chimera is giggling at your expense.
[[There are other places to go. |ExtraHallway]]You decide that your heart needs this, even if it just for one moment. You aren't really sure what she can provide or what she really gives as she didn't really clue you in, only that she would soothe your heart, but you're eager to throw off this strange feeling of melancholy. Perhaps, she can see the resignation in your eyes or features, the acceptance of what you want and she opens her arms as if to welcome you to her embrace. With a strange throbbing in your heart, you move to accept her welcoming without even thinking of what this might mean.
Slowly, you slide into her embrace. Your arms coil around her waist as her own slip around your shoulders to give you a gentle squeeze. You can feel her warmth immediately through her touch. Gingerly, she plants a peck on the top of your head as you lean to press your cheek against her chest. She's taller than you and it is easy to get lost in her soft warmth and it feels fantastic. The scent of caramel and coffee flow around you in an almost dizzying fashion and only seems to add to the feeling of home that you experience here among her arms.
Closing your eyes, you allow yourself to drift into peace. You can feel her paws trailing your back all the way down to your rear where she gently squeezes. The touch is surprisingly gentle and in no way perverse. You feel no heated reaction or discomfort of any kind. Instead, your heart seems to yearn for more of her touch and pampering. You sigh as you melt to her. Even if this is part of some spell, it feels too good at this point to pull away.
"Sweet thing." She says in a whisper, "You've gone so far and I can feel that you're so tired. Should you wish it, the master will see you home or see you satisfied in whatever way you desire, or perhaps, you want to stay here with me for just a little bit? Either way, whatever makes you happy."
You think of questioning her to figure out whatever that means, but your body feels so heavy at the moment. You feel one of her paws at your head to brush her digits through the fur, claws grazing at the skin gently as she hums a soft tone and cares for you. Her touch has your tail flicking from side to side, your cheek pressed firmly against her chest as you allow her to continue caring for her in the way that she deems fit. Half of you expected this to turn out to be some sort of sexual game, but instead, you find yourself lost in her touch and feeling...Satisfied.
Even with this feeling of love and care pouring through your body, you can't help but still feel your heart ache for your home perhaps more than ever. You are satisfied and this sensation can only be described as drifting on a cloud, but you know where you must be, you know where you belong. Her arm around you squeezes as if sensing the building melancholy inside of you.
"If you need to go...Then go. I will not hold you here. I am only here to make you happy, to give you what you desire."
You open your eyes at that and look up. Her smile is bright and you lean up to her for a gentle kiss that she gladly presses to. It is a slow and soft thing, mouth to mouth, body to body. You bring your paws up to cup her cheeks, squeezing softly as you deepen the kiss. Her smile grows as her lips continue to press against yours, her paws stroking down your back and sides gingerly as she accepts your love and returns it in kind. When you're finished, you slowly pull yourself away from her and her arms allow you to slip away.
You stand now feeling lighter than before. With a small smile, you thank the woman for her time, for her service, and she blows you a kiss while you step out.
[[There were other things to do among the manor. |ExtraHallway]]