For those who follow my work more closely, this story is strictly non-canon, just because Alrek's never actually been to the Wild Continent in-canon. For those who don't, no worries—this story is pretty self-explanatory. ***** "You're just getting so silly, aren't you? So silly and sleepy. Such a sweet boy..." "Would you stop that?" Alrek scowled down at...
Nico furrowed his brow and scratched his hair. He rotated the map slowly. "Ah. Aha." He nodded resolutely and put the map back away, then cocked his hands on his hips as he surveyed the path before him. He wasn't lost. He just had no idea where he was, and there was a difference. Nico hopped up onto a fallen log, briefly checking to be sure there were no g...
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"Kentri," Yathi whispered, her eyes widening. "I... I d-didn't realize..." "Aw." Kentri tutted, shaking her head ruefully. "Poor human didn't realize I'd be back so soon! But I could never leave behind you, Yathi." She giggled. "We've become very fond of you. And weren't you so very fond of us?" She idly licked her finger, her expression smoldering. It was...
"Aah!" Anna shook all over as her cunt began to leak once more. It felt so good. So good to just let it take her, to live in the moment. She couldn't come, but this, this frustrating, agonizing pleasure—it felt so good to just give into it. Up above, through a thick fog of mostly-denied lust, she heard the Arachne Girl gasp. "Oh, crud." Then she heard a...
It was a tree hollow, probably. "Aaah! Oh! Nnn!" Probably. "Mm—yes—mm-hm..." Maybe down in the roots. Anna couldn't stop gasping. She couldn't stop moaning. And she couldn't stop wriggling in the soft spider silk that bound her so completely. The delicious sensation of the smooth, wet bindings, running around her breasts, gliding between her thighs......
Senya stared across at the two blonde women, who had joined one another on the couch closest to the kitchen area. They smiled at him, pursing their lips and blowing him kisses. They were Thriae. Thriae were, as Senya understood it, wasp-themed fey women that produced a dangerous substance simply called "honey" (he'd often wondered why they weren't more bee-...
Jerrod was, by most measures, quite a brawny man. The stockman had built up his strength helping the ship's brimstone mage roll around barrels and get the pipes set up. Helping mages kill people was good exercise. He'd never been much of a warrior, really—he could hold his own, as could any pirate who faced regular resistance, but he'd mostly been in charge...
"Would my strong and powerful Master like to be let down now?" the alraune asked sweetly. "Y... yes!" Senya gasped, writhing in midair as the green-skinned woman ran her finger along his rigid shaft, her ruby-red lips curving up in a smile. The blossom-covered vines of the nectar-filled pink flower she inhabited were wrapped firmly around his ankles and arm...
"You sure you're good to go?" Alrek narrowed his eyes at Larya, then narrowed them further as he turned to her companion. Lim giggled and did a little twirl. She was wearing a simple green skirt and a blouse that only covered her chest, leaving shoulders and midriff exposed, and her tail twitched from beneath the skirt in obvious excitement. "Don't worry, S...