"There we go," Celeste cooed, her seven forked tongues tickling Emma's ear. "Niiiiice and sssssoft and cozy." "Yesss..." Emma whimpered, squirming eagerly as the coils rose up her ankles, entwining around and between her thighs and up her whole body—so, so, so smooth, so warm, vibrating and pulsing with a sinful force that made the jungle witch's muscles tu...
Goblin's Note: This is a continuation of "Intrepid Pawns". In the previous installment, a crack team of quarrelsome agents was assembled to journey to the central hive of the Thriae fey. While making their way through a rocky desert, Trys, their best fighter, noticed movement in the enchanted faerie fog overheard. This story contains non-consensual stuff, a...
Enter Chapter Three, in which a thief, a brainwashed nymph, and a hypnotist walk into a clearing and see a naked girl. This chapter's pretty light on the erotica, by the way. You've been warned. ~~~~ ~~~~ Night was falling in the Greatest, Darkest Forest, and Mier was running out of time. The red-haired woman sprinted to a nearby rosebush in bloom. She pe...
Teleportation didn't have to involve any sound at all. But it was satisfying to give it a little pop. With a sound like green wood burning, a thin woman with deep brown eyes and shoulder-length chestnut hair appeared in the Gokuri Forests. She immediately shifted from foot to foot, recovering her balance. The dirt path was uneven. Tall bamboo stalks towere...
Over the next few days, the buxom, bubbly blonde bimbo Belli seemed increasingly... distracted. Garin didn't know what to think. She was still happy to make him breakfast in bed, of course, and eagerly sucked him to sleep each night, but during the daytime he often caught himself having to prompt her to please him, or make dinner, or do anything other than s...
The forest was as quiet as a nighttime marsh that had just witnessed a murder. Nevyn finished putting on his blue jay mask, trying to stay calm. The voice had come from just behind him, and not far off at all. A complaint about the mask, which almost made him smile. The dryad had gotten the drop on him, and she'd used it to object to him covering his face....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * "A toast!" Claire glanced over, suppressing a sigh as she watched a drunken knight climb atop a table. He yanked one of Claire's fellow barmaids up with him, and the unlucky girl let out a nervous giggle as he pulled her close. "A toast," he continued, "to the Shoshen...Chose...
Snatch and Larya stood side by side on the ledge, Mylio floating in the water behind them. Before them, in the middle of the deep Slick Trench itself, thirteen gorgeous mermaids watched them with eyes glowing of rose-pink and emerald-green glee. Their large breasts bounced lightly in a faint undersea current. They were smiling at their three targets, and th...
"Wow." Larya leaned over, her legs wobbling slightly to keep their balance. "Nice trench." The Slick Trench loomed—or did the opposite of looming—before the druidess and her friends. Far beneath the surface of the ocean, just beyond the continental shelf, the Trench descended well past the range of Larya's spell-enhanced ocean vision. She leaned over furthe...
"I can't believe it." Cellemin leaned against the bar, his chin resting on both palms. "I can't fucking believe it." "Believe it," Snatch said. He was trying not to sound too impatient, but damn it, he was impatient. I don't have time for all this drama bullshit. "She's as smoked as salmon out there." The elf glared back at him. "She promised me she'd stop...